HOW I DIED

: PART I

Like a fight between a weak & strong one,

A struggle for redemption,

And from exit to relegation,

The weaker always gets the frustration,

And Above all the circumstances,

I died for not having any left chances;

That I thought of making it to the end,

Heartbreaks came at an amplified sound,

As For every rejection after rejection,

Made me lose my reflection,

And to that loved one who saw me unfit,

That's how I died, With a paining heart;

When that loved person departed,

My life was retarded,

For I cried and mourned each day,

Depression too had its own way,

In vision of seeing her in another man's arms,

That's how I died, As it seems;

That the plan was to force things,

Towards attaching me with strings,

The cultural life style it is,

That made me loose my ease,

When I think of my future as planned,

Am dying for reasons, Like am being stoned;

That death at some point is so cruel,

It takes us through pain for real,

Since The memories of a friend I lost,

That very best friend died in trust,

Coming through the accident I survived,

But still died, My emotions starved;

The persons I meet in constant humiliation,

Made me have sympathy in their situation,

An Imagination of Their pain above all,

Was killing & frustrating me deep in style,

For this life has no balance,

That's how I died, In my own conscience...

"PART II COMING SOON"                                                                                EnRi aMaNi