Live It. Love It.

By G BHARGAV

Lay I in the middle of a night

blinded by the vision and thoughts

in the darkness of no light.

Layers of eyelids and tears.

Then I recall this is the protocol

the life would always hit

you with. A phase, the times, an intel

that will pass. You will survive it.

A heart weighed down

with each breath you take in.

A wish to reach out and pat

for the belief in you, it put.

When death lives in the next door.

Just a knock, it will carry you far.

Fine, what will you leave behind?

A remembrance that you’ve only trespassed.

One more day. A few minutes more.

Listen to the pain. Write with the tears.

Love isn’t easy, you lived it.

Life is easy, you will love it.

By G BHARGAV