Anurodh Jha
Learning the art of expressing myself. Instagram- _dr.zero
Anurodh Jha
Learning the art of expressing myself. Instagram- _dr.zero
Bound by the iron chains Shackles on my arms; Blood dripping down Like the dew in the dawn.
Fatigued, gasping I stopped crying for help Unheard, I realized it was worthless; Down on my knees, naked, I weeped Like a beaten dog on a lone road, pieced.
Head down, tears rolled through my cheeks Felt like angel’s lips on the side; A light gleamed in the periphery A ray of hope? I am free!
My life is the definition of wrongful It was an arrow aimed at me Flying at mach speed like a falcon on a spree. Dazed and fidgety I try to break the shackles The crimson light turning big every second.
I closed my eyes, accepted the fate Blood gushing out of my mouth, I gasped I looked under and there was a gape. Aimed at the heart, the arrow of hate. I smirked, opened my arms and accepted the fate. Shrieked for Death herself, she can call it a date. Felt dizzy, felt the world revolving like I am the plane. I fell, head first… I am going down in the drain. Insane.
Ahhhhh, it’s bright, it’s blinding me, I am in a carnival, a circus; How am I now free? Merchants, goons, performers; everywhere I can see. Was this all a dream, wait why I am not wearing a tee? I feel a scar on my chest, I realize it was not a dream. From the ashes, I am reborn like a Phoenix, Seraphim.
My heart feels heavy, an elephant is hanging on my heart, The pigeon is waiting for me to send a letter, I shoved them all in the hearth.
The words seems like a ploy to you, all you care about is the deed; The tree bears the fruits of desolation, you’re the seed.
I try, I work, I try the hardest; Why do I feel I am farthest?
I muse, it’s a storm, Funny how your presence calms me down.
The deer running crazy in the pursuit of the musk, My mind is breaking into fragments like the husk.
I had the musk from all along, Going insane night long, Day long, Prolong, Withdrawn.
On a viscious circle I run, Is it the rush or the quest of love? Is it the musk, or your feelings are rusk? Am I crazy, or I am too much? Was it pretend, or was it a hunch? I am on my knees, but you won’t even budge.
I hear your voice, I seek your soul On a viscious circle I must run.
My mind, frozen. My thoughts, rumble. Upheaveled emotions, an avalanche. I cry, my tears fall on the ground. Ground fall aparts, my sorrow sprout. Down on my knees, I look up at the sky, The ground closes up, feels like new moon night, aye.
Under the labryinth lies the treasures of the mankind, Gold, sapphires, diamonds, you can find them of all kind. I call it a rubble, a wasteland; Without you, the world seems tasteless. Can’t you feel it, my heart aching? I remembered, you had a piece of me, ain’t it?
In the downward spiral, I fall No butterflies, it’s a free fall. Let me fall on my head first, It’s dead, my lust, my thirst. Love hurts, I never knew. Now it feels so fragile, like the morning dew. I get it, but I don’t question your choice, It’s smart to choose not to be vulnerable when you have the choice.
I am silly, I think from my heart. And from my penis, who you adored like art. Love hurts, now I know. But baby it doesn’t feel right, do you know?
It’s like zero and infinity, poles apart. Indefinite, immeasurable magnitude from the start. Then there comes zero, the beginning of all, That’s where infinity finds it home, after all.
I am infinity you’re the zero. I am on my course, I will make you more. You are me and I am you, If it’s not you then it’s not me too.