Knock
Knock
Under the canopy of thousand unsettled thoughts
Lumbering with the weight of my own heart and lungs
Gloomy and doomy
In a fitful slumber
A knock to wake me up
Pounding head squeezed chest
Brooding eyes, fighting numbness
Hiding sobs and sighs deep in my throat
I pretend to sleep
The roaring sea, the restless waves
crashing the shore
The howls and hisses I could still hear
A shiver down my spine
I scream within
A knock to shake me up
Stuck at nothingness
I looked at the life that I painted so far
The strokes of bruises, the shades of guilt
Little by little I scraped everywhere
Those smiles that I never smiled
The dreams I killed
The moments wasted, the souls taken for granted
Hopes I buried and desires fallen beside them
The days I feared to dare and never stood by me
The dark's are still darker and the greys are bold
Silence is silent, bare and cold
The truth that hurts and rarely told
Somehow I summoned up strength and wished to behold
A knock to knock it out and knoc
k them all off
To forget the frowns and bury the wrath
To give wings to hopes and build many many paths
To fear no fear, amidst deep shock and disdain
I composed my palette to start painting life again
Tints of light and shades of dark
Scraped few bruises, added more spark
Changed a few strokes moving front then back
Brightened the slippery road, the cliffs of the mountain where water tumbled over
Wiped off those darkest clouds near the horizon and made the sun glow
With a pinch of highlights on the bushes far far away
I re-painted the canvas and let the soul flow
Towards the shore crossing those slippery roads
Climbing the stiffest cliff and see the bright sunlight kissing
The poised trees, gentle rocks, serene water, the soothing roads
Far away, in the diminishing end of that darkest tunnel ahead
If at all you ever noticed
Someway, I tried to change a few perspectives of things,
While bleeding to breath I just unveiled the dream-catcher in me
To seal the aches and steal some pain
A knock-knock to live, wake, and rise again.