Living to die

Frost bitten toes 

mobilized in slow pace

moved towards the hilly terrain

in torrential rain & storming cyclone

to reach the cliff top

in search of few drops

which he could swallow

thus, provide respite

to the dry throat

which had screamed 

for mercy, for freedom

from everlasting pain

that had dwelled his being

the lonesome ranger

notwithstanding, fright of

man & beasts alike

who may shard him down to pieces

land might slide too

& hell would then befall on him

but, up he goes

striving to live a life

he so wished should end one day

thereby, releasing him bondage, struggle

which were a part & parcel 

of his being everyday!

Face/Off

Prim & proper

dressed to befit the occasion

adorning colorful hues

with a class apart robe

bejeweled & laden to an excess

with ornaments & all the precious

sporting a smile

that was mesmerizing

she walked with grace

on the red carpet laid out for her

leaving the crowd mumbling

going gaga over the style she carried along

wrapped in beauty & 

ribboned with confidence

she stole hearts with the way she

had packaged herself

but, this is what remained at the surface

the conceited part of her was known to none

torn apart, from within

her soul whined for real

the glitter & glitterati 

had not contended her

nor had it filled her heart with absolute joy

rather she desired for simplicity

away from the shutterbugs

that followed everywhere she went

a life away from life

was an ultimate aim now

solus & in consensus with herself

thus, reflecting on little that she got

and more that time & circumstances 

had snatched from her