Sweet But Poison

By Yash Baldaniya

Oh, there's a door,

Always been there.

I see below the door,

There was a light;

Probably comes

peace there,

I may believe.

Still, appeared without a knob;

How to enter?

Tempting though,

The thought of void.

Losing the sense;

feelings along with self

Merely you; my purpose.

nothing else matters.

Began again; reading

the psalm, you gave me

And I sing,

"Oh, baby.

Sweet but poison you,

always my lotion to slew."

Sneaking back at you,

Never knew why, 'coz

I love is, you?

I breathe within your world

of make-belief,

Pushed the circle, never

known where it doffs.

Not up, I see!

perhaps, down faced the hell.

I can hear the trumpets;

Maybe, my death is near.

Haha! Titter as a

Saturday drug on

my veins; desired it.

Late parents, listen to me

"I'm coming, shall join you soon!"

After all, life is no life

when you are my wife.

Seemed I am a wuss

"Nah, I'm brave, For being such a,"

I shut my mind

However,

there was nothing else to mind now.

By Yash Baldaniya