Truly alone

In that moment
my breath caught
and I came to realise
what it means 
to be truly alone...

in that fleeting glimpse
of an eventual end
this urge began 
to grow
to overwhelming heights...

Every day
Death comes knocking
and...
in a moment of weakness
or perhaps
great strength...

my reflexes urge 
my twitching arm
to fling open that door
and welcome Death
with open arms

they tempt me 
to fall deep 
into that
Dark embrace
and let myself
sink
into eternal solitude
to be
truly alone
forever 
after 
more...



~Shamshaad~

Tattling tears

Why do these tears
leave behind a trace
as they run down my cheek?

Why do they leave behind
evidence of the pain
that you have given to me?

Why do they not remain hidden
these saline remnants
of my aching heart?

I do not wish to share
that which goes on within
my troubled mind

yet these inconsiderate
gossiping tears
reveal my all...

~Shamshaad~