Look at all those small, smiling faces;
Who thought Emptiness took so much space?
The fire that once burnt blinding bright,
Now found Hhome in Darkness’ face.
Look at those big, innocent eyes: looking at the world in awe;
Who thought that everything would turn out to be a disaster?
A heart, that tended all those dreams, all these years,
Now lied in the dust with all the aspirations, scattered.
Look at those Shadows, laughing at these fostered Ambitions;
Who thought that all those fantasies were just a hoax?
The sights of future that dwelt in the heart,
Now found a place in the House of Jokes.
Look at these rotten scars, refusing to bleed;
Who knew that the World could feel so grey?
The visions that covered the mind like a mist,
Now turned into a gust and flew away.
Look at those shattered remains of a soul;
Who knows what can die any second?
The kind soul that, in this choking world, once stood out,
Now found a way to blend in.
Look at all those delusions, lingering on the mind;
Who knew that Life never played fair?
All the stargazes, ever aided,
Just turned out to be a big nightmare.
– JAISMINE K.