DARK MEMORIES
Trembling bones and shaking grounds
Chilling shrieks and horrific sounds
Tumbling shores and cracking mounds
Ticking all day the hands doing the rounds
Stuck away in a case far away
The peace of mind in a gale sail away
Once which shone like a hopeful ray
Now refuses to arouse and stays at bay
The emotions of love washed with rain
All the efforts went sadly in vain
The letters washed down the drain
And the resolve to continue the chain
Vivid were the memories
Got to tell many stories
But afraid to speak out
For the fear of being isolated and thrown out
So spent time filling pages of my diaries
All my emotions went with those imaginary fairies
Suddenly the imagery has become so dark
Stands in contrast to creations do stark
Frow singing sonnets like a lark
To sobbing silently in the dark
Have seen the grey of Depression
Which is worse than the pain of operation
Accentuated by woes of separation
People say it's all in the imagination
Reality is a thing lacking in this situation
Fine seems the chap from outside
Broken to the core he is from outside
Asks he not for any sympathy
Ought mankind to express a bit empathy
But man has always failed to support
Society demands each to build his own rapport
But all are not the same
Few are weak and lame
Supposed we were to tame
Their fears and not them
Speak now you of mental health
An issue which has not been in stealth
Speak you for but Three days now
Such stunts attract much wow
Now you say if alone and sad talk to me
Where were you when that soft voice asked you to set him free
False revelations and fake concern
Where was this when he expected you to discern
The pain he was going through alone
Sending shivers across every bone
Loneliness and Depression are as real as us
But in their era of hurry and rush
Do we find time for our near ones?
Busy we are in our frolic and funs
To understand the suffering of those daughters and sons
Who were tired of living and the multiple runs
They required just a shoulder to cry on
A person to talk who would ask them to move on
Life is a gift not to be wasted
Think once for her who for 9 months gestated
Think once for him who gives you happiness never rested
No matter what is the situation
Under no circumstance is Suicide an option
It's not just a mere caption
But a thought that needs to be drilled into the head
Know not I who ventured into this post to read
But if you did
Please spread happiness around an watch for your deed
A small action on your part can affect another's life to a great extent
For life is not something which we get on rent
Let's not cry on the soul that went
But take steps to prevent
That no other poor chap is alone and distressed
No one feels oppressed and suppressed
Let's do our bit to make this world better
Let's be humans and not a mere trendsetter!
~Arnab Patra (Instagram: @arnabpatra38 )
