Forlorn

Wandering in the woods,
the woods of life,
in peace and solitude,
Straight forward but a fight!
No butterflies to watch,
no animals to stare,
no fish to catch,
only trees were there.
The breeze was dry,
those days were hot,
A lifeless try,
nothing had I got!
Water couldn't quench my thirst,
It was cruel as sand,
Everything around me I felt was cursed,
I hated this world,I hated this land.
My agony and sorrow,
grew day by day.
My heart was shallow,
but I couldn't put it away.
My blood no longer,
was flowing through my body.
My loneliness grew stronger,
every breath was toxic for my body!
I don't know when,
my heart stopped trying.
Couldn't hear it since then,
the poor thing was dying!
I was frustrated,
the woods had no end,
fear gripped me demented,
I was close to my end!
I kept walking,
Never lost my track,
I fell many times,
but never looked back.
My patience were tested,
I had to give in!
the woods were getting thicker,
and I was down on my chin.
Fright, horror,terror and pain,
were banging my head like a knell,
my body was paralyzed and my eyes had rain,
the air was stubborn and my life was hell!
This journey was close to end,
no more woods I wanted!
I convinced myself for last toxic doses,
I wished my wish to perish was granted!
My hands were icy,
my blood was cold,
I smelled the land,
my companion old.
The last vision,I felt,
was not clear at all.
My every breath was heavy,
My head wasn't tall!
There was no light,
I was screaming in pain.
My eyes were shutting,
And I was dying in shame!
- Ajinkya Bhasme