Rising from the ashes

A poem I wrote some two years ago...

There were moments of insanity
there were moments of frustration
there were paths that were painful
there were points of no return.

I've been on one way lanes
where I couldn't turn around
I've stood on edges of cliffs
where there were valleys deep down.

I've walked on barren lands
trying to find the horizon
when I looked around for water
all I found was.... poison.

I've slept underneath the stars
and I've also borne the rain
I've withstood the scorching heat
In return I got more pain.

There were times I thought
in an ocean I would drown
But He dragged me to the shore,
turned to smiles, my frown.

He revived me
when I stopped breathing
He consoled me
when I cried.
when fears lead my way,
I let Him be my guide

I've been through hell and back
I've seen the darkest hour
Still i saw rays of hope
And felt His miraculous power.

Let fate have the last laugh today
let it taunt,let it mock
But one day I'll rise from the ashes
and stand solid as a rock!

Don't...

Don’t bring me back
When I slip out of your mind
Do not even try to resolve
This mystery undefined

I am not your way
Don’t follow me.
Our lives were forked
and divided forever by destiny


I am just like the dust in the wind to you,
just another brick in the wall.
Don’t reach out to me
If you ever see me fall.

Don’t miss me
when I am gone.
Don’t try to put right
the things you did wrong.


Don’t bring those flowers to my grave,
don’t come to see me on my deathbed.
Don’t whisper those fake words
If you have not a tear to shed.


I never meant a thing to you
and perhaps never will
We were here not to be together
only a Purpose to fulfill


Erase me out of your life
I don’t wish to leave behind a sign
Not at least on something
that was never mine….

I keep walking on...

Don't know where my home is...
Don't know where I belong,
Yet I keep walking on
I keep walking on...

With nobody for company
except the dust kicked up by own feet
I take a step further
With every heart beat.

Perhaps running from people
Maybe from melancholy
Trying to escape fears
or maybe evading 'me'

Calling out His name
I hum a certain song
A few miles down the lane
And then I'll be gone.


Heading towards nowhere
I drag my feet along
I keep walking on
I keep walking on...