The Story behind a Pity Smile
Dr.Sudhansu Dash
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The smile rests on
the trust of solitude
Gathering the grief
in its own style
From the Zeroed out
clock
The hands have stopped
to move
At the brink of the
setting sun
The dread is flowing
Telling something to
me.
Just bread will do to
keep my body and soul together
The closest distance
Between a rejected
life and awaiting death
Makes life the most
unbearable one.
Even unfit for a
little space in the dust bin.
How could I die
before death comes
Despite your repeated
compulsion?
Sitting at a corner
of the vast world
To tolerate all
indifference of yours.
Treat me with all
your gathered negligence
But at least with a
difference
I can just manage to
live until death comes to me
Trying to bury my
unceremonious face from you.
Whole life I have
exhausted
My blood has gone
frozen
My flesh has cemented
your walls
My bones have
pillared the roof over your head
My eyes have tangled
with the smoke
Your heart beats from
my heart
Keeps stitching my
dreams.
All take pity at my
pity smile.
No one
There is no one to
tell
How long one is to
wait for the sunset?
No one
No one is there
Neither here nor far
away
To understand a man
consuming infinite injuries
To listen the story
behind my pity smile.
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