Poetry | Vipul Satya

Vipul Satya

To Dream is to Dare

I care no more

Pourings of my despondent soul
Fed hungry flames through storms and winds
Let consummate fire take its toll
For consequences uncared, unknown
The heart of gold now used as coal

Emptiness was all that’s gained
With hollow screams that filled the space
While injured pride- insults attained
The insatiable whorl sucked on
And cruel scars of love engrained

Spiritedness long lost its spark
Misused, abused it wilted lies
Mirthless extractions of emotions stark
Beyond excessiveness have crossed
To die a desolate death in dark

Devine keeper of my inner core
Betrayed I’ll stand, but bear no grudge
With freedom you may choose your course
Excesses have now melt those bonds
Humour yourself  I care no more

Just Mine...

You tell me we’re through
In front of your crew
Hoping to get a reaction
In revenge for your contraction.
I look away from you
Whispering that it can’t be true.
You and your friends mock me
I want nothing more than to flee.
Then you have the audacity
To ask to remain friends with me.
I shake my hand and draw my gun
My turn to laugh as your friends all run.
Now you’re all alone, how does it feel?
Your mind must surely start to reel.
Going over the events of your life
Seeing your joys, sorrows, pain and strife.
You don’t want me? That is fine.
I must then kill you and make you mine.
Together we’ll be immortalized
The whole world will sympathize
Hold your breath as the bullet flies
To your head, a second between my eyes