Gift of Life

Does being alone really makes you lonely

Or It's the thoughts that make you feel alone

Were the promises made to be broken

Or When needed they were the love Token

Why is the silence gift of all

Wasn't he perfect for you at all?

Why so many questions are running in his mind?

O Life! can you be a little kind?

The Sorrows, The fears 

The brokenness, the tears

Are making him apart

Even when you are no more his life's part.

His happiness lies in yours.

Was he really meant for all these tears?

The tears which don't flow from the eyes

His only dream was to reach the skies

Together the world would have been extraordinary

You left.!

Making his life and dreams Ordinary.

Gift of life which should be happiness, Love, Dreams Limiting to sky

Possessiveness, Broken, Fears you gifted and you fly away too high.

-A poem on demand of my Friend Raj from Hyderabad.