This here is a piece that made me win the first prize in the inter branch creative writing competition in my first year during graduation, back in 2011. I have fine-tuned it now, but only a little, didn’t want to lose the essence and the charm of the original composition.
Here I stand miles away, away from horizon,
Horizon from where the source originates,
or may be descends deep into the poison,
and there I stand before hell, on the beach, on its gates..
Here I stand miles away, away from my source,
the huge red apple that rises
itself everyday and hopes every second, but some doze
I stand in darkness, emptiness, sadness of different sizes..
Here I stand miles away, away from my dream,
dream that passion culminated into,
sans which I can’t live, I scream,
bereft which, I perpetrate crime, something else I pursue,
Here I stand miles away, away from my passion,
passion that grew with each beat of my heart,
resonating with each success, each season,
in agony now, all I throw, break and thwart..
Here I stand miles away, away from my candle,
that burnt at night, to only illuminate my mind,
with little interests in what I do, I try and mishandle
as I do that I never wished to, but am put in the grind..
Here I stand miles away, away from happiness,
to the joy of reciprocated love, good-bye, I bid..
again in the wraps of loneliness,
I wonder how fate never knew before I did..
Here I stand miles away, away from what I was destined to do,
what my love inspired me to do,
I abdicate myself from what people say, only few could do,
hoping in next life, I am lucky like the select few..
Here I stand miles away, away from my soul,
plunging deep into the lake of tears, the ocean,
after everything that I wanted, they stole,
drowning like the setting sun..
Here I stand miles away, away from my dreams,
dreams that I intended to atleast seed..
my breath fading, things were harder than seemed,
my art did for long, now from life, I was gonna be freed..
Now, I go miles away from the life I intended to lead..