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by aminath Oct 28, 2011 category : Life, society / inspirational
I wishMr. Forget would visit me soonA supposed medicine manSince ancient timesFor I have been severely afflictedBy this fatal diseaseThe most ruthless of its kindBeginning quite harmlessA simple seedWhen tended toWith the right conditionsAnd the chemical componentsIn allianceWith the biological proportionsGrows a deep rooted plantBearing fruits and flowersFor the blessed, It becomesthe greatest of joyWhile weaving a webOf everlasting woeFor the less fortunate It had struck its virusWhen, unassumingI had inhaledThe scent of the blooming roseOffered to meAs a giftFor I had been captivatedBy its unique charmSince thenI have been thrashedAnd skinnedLike a husk of rice Skin blemished and nakedI am vulnerableTo Mr. GravityOf NewtonAnd Sir, PhysicsOf roll a ton Hanging upside downSomewhere between reality And the flowing absurdity I suffer endlesslyAnd nowThe ailment Has dispatched Its deadly Roots to the centerOf my beingSo, Ms. MemoriesKeep on stabbing my heartOver and over againWhile Mr. RememberKeeps on applying saltOn the woundsDay and nightOh how I wishthey would leave me aloneI had takenOral doses of time As a self medicationAnd have applied ignore As an external ointmentBut to no availMs Memories and Mr. RememberTogether, seem to enjoy inflicting pain on meAnd I pray to AlmightyThat soonMr. Forget would arriveFrom the eastern horizonOn a white horseWith the right antidoteBefore these barbarians take over My soul CompletelyAnd I lose Ms. Sanity My identical twinWhich, will rob me of my own identityAnd I will cease to exist,Till infinity