The Last Candle

they brought butterscotch flavoured cake

it's kept on the table for my sake

yes, it was my birthday

and i felt you all send my love away

with my longings in a corner separated by walls i play

all my being and nothingness

this gathering was nothing short of sickness

i couldn't bear,

on the first day

everything was created,

as i start a new year,on my shoulder is the past i bear

i join the life's banquet

served up helpless on a plate

Discovered my hands and foot uncharted slate

tried to mimic the world's gait

thought this was my victory lapse

if only my mind was not on the verge of relapse

On the same day

everything was taken away piece by piece,

so many faces i could see, but non visible

and slowly the sounds became inaudible

Darkness was everywhere, it smelled like a tomb

My parents found me, locked in the bathroom,

Gazing at my reflection, in horror

deep within a question takes its place

As silent pondering, I can't erase

who is this person that you all celebrate

In this mask I wear, do I still resonate?

they left and I saw a spirit that held a magic flask

"Drink," said the spirit "and your past shall flee,

But take heed, for it's a venomous decree

Each sip, a torment, in memory's stream

If you falter, the wish for death you'll plead,

Yet should you persist, your soul shall dance carefree."

i still don't know if the choice was right or wrong?

The poem like "blemish from abode" i wrote,now i remember

till i'm with you my heart glows like an ember

still for death i'll plead, but oh, to dance with you carefree

i took my chances,

it wasn't at all by happenstance

And so the light fades

It’s still your birthday

So blow out your past lives like they’re candles on the cake