Thursday, May 24, 2007

Twice

The noose too weak
the street too high
the drugs too pale,
I lived
a second time

I wrote our story
the words faded
as I read our lives
a second time

Rain stopped
tears flowed
I remained drenched
a second time

A question unanswered
posed to two
of love and death
down on my knees
for the second time

I pulled the trigger
I drew a blank
I breathed my last
a second time

I felt the hurt
I felt the pain
as I pulled twice
the second time

I saw my life
I saw my end
all, a second time

The last time
A second time..

3 comments:

Aashriya said...

mindblowing

Karan Ambwani said...

literally!

Rashi Bahadur said...

Beautifully rendered!