Agony

The First ever poem that I penned...


On my bed, the moonlight shone.
Hours past midnight it was.
In my thoughts, I strayed alone.
Within my soul, grief dug its claws.


Teenage ain’t an easy phase; 
Life’s been playing games with me.
Broken dreams n’ anger ablaze,
The Mighty one has denied my plea.


Those restless nights I can’t bear anymore,
Tired of loving unreciprocated
This ordeal does make me heartsore.
The wings of soaring hopes cut down,devastated.


Agony had my pleasures killed.
Ghastly thorns of a gain less life
Obliterate my heart, which failed. 
No one cared about my strife,
‘You ought to quit’, the devil yelled.


Never did success come my way,
Nor did pure and concrete love.
Distractions have led me astray,
And desolation all above.


Near and dear ones let me down.
Never a day without criticism.
All I could do was frown.
Life’s been a tragic song ,without rhythm.


The cruel past does haunt me now.
I want to start a life anew,
But failures obstruct my plans somehow.
It feels like giving up and saying ‘I quit!’


     All I need is someone dear,
To Gladden me and say ‘no worry’,
To Open my heart and wipe my tear,
To Nullify my pains and AGONY,
To Yell at me “you’re not alone, I’m always near.” 
                                                                                                                      
                                                                                                         - July 10, 2010