Poetry

Pages of life
Stab as knife
Love being ink
Care as drink
Pen I became
Yet lost game
Fights as nights
Glooms as days
Drank tears to live
Hope as the food
Spent years in waits
Yet no rays of glee
No blooms of grin
Find way to my page
Pain alone in rage
Keeps on embracing
Tears ever chasing
Tearing me into pieces
Crushing the peace
Wish these pages burn
Blessing joys in turn
Let this hour end
As the last page of my life’s trend
@Rajani