ENTOMBED IN SOLITUDE

When I lay on my couch

In vacant or in brooding mood,

A race of memories just began in my mind
of old days, the hard and the easy
and looking at myself now with a tear in my eyes
just to find myself sad and lonely in this land of desert.

And as I walk down the gusty sand
thinking the days I spent in bliss

It feels hard to breathe just to know
that I am out of it now maybe
forever I would be like a rover
that tells stories of how sad I am and lonely

Those stairs I used to go up and down
every day in fast rhythm used to be happy

But now it’s all wet and slippery

With the waterworks of eyes

The echo of love is no more in my room

I lost it forever and now it is a necropolis

I plunge myself into darkness
for it is the only place to hide
I'm trapped in the fires of loneliness, 
Looking for the cool calm waves of kindness. 
Choice is ahead, do I live or die? 
And I decided to live alone and burn till my end.

SUJITH S NAIR