Alone and lonely, I tread my path solemnly swearing that I would live a life of happiness
Brazen I stand, after all the blows in life, bold yet cowardly my demeanor is
Company I have I think , two is a company they say yet thoughts do not merge
Dark and Dainty my days , it was sunny with you, my love, Now it is nightly
Effervescent it should have been with you, without you, I am in incomplete , life indolent
Fallen and failed I respect , I concur to views on life, on success, on happiness
Grateful I stand, I stand corrected, my world is expanded
Heavy and haggard, my heart is, can't carry my heart's mass
Indolent I feel with no fuzziness , with no energy , no sunshine
Jaded , I go forward with Time, time is the ultimate I now know
Kicked and knocked , I fall repeatedly to learn lessons
Lucky are those, who do not understand death, who live like there’s tomorrow
Miraculous is their approach, maverick , carelessly dangling opinions on time
Necklace of pain beads, nerves of steel , nuggets of memories, threads sewn into needles
Obvious moments of tenderness lost , only solace is nostalgia
Pain of death lurking , cries of help , cries of helplessness
Quarantine thoughts of quizzical nature, of not quantum are the hope , the efforts
Risk, reflection, frail body with strong conviction is what I remember
Sassy , sacred , smart , sharp , sweet; adjectives feel small in front of you
Tumultuous was your health , life, yet you went stedfast , forward, reminding me often that
Unrelated circumstances are best left unattended
Vague descriptions are to be filled with established patterns, faces with colors , with life , with fervor
Wages come and go , memories are here to stay, form them like a potter who gives shape
Xeric canvas , must be filled with colors of the rainbow, dash of different hues with saturation , red , green and blue and the new
Yacht, we are sailing in , between yawns and yaps
Zilch is this precious life in the grand scheme of the Universe but we need to travel with zest and zeal
The demeanor of death makes time slow yet swift action is taken , taking away all the pizzazz
Pain shoots up in a second, seconds seem like infinite agony
Peace far in this desert, Not a moment to relax
Can we wait a second, a minute , a lifetime, ask Him to start anew
This life is a theatre where we are actors, but all this is an improv
On the go , inventing moments as we live , Mixed portmanteau of instants , to at least bid adieu
As the dark night grows in expanse, the knight gets up to orbit
The onset of Time , strutting and trusting to be out of the chaos
Eager to cheer life , yet too famished to even utter
Words of encouragement to self , you retreat in mind , but not in spirit , mixing with Nature's cinq
Your courage to fight , your soft nature , I will tell these tales till I live and then pass on up
Knowing I led a life you wanted to live , your aficionado
Black obscurity still remains , death remains a quiz , we mourn , groan
Fools we are , axioms we believe to be true , which ends in gloom
Death is an inevitable current or a cruel devil
Frankly , I am all blank
It's all about ruling self , swa-raj
against constant loss of hope or sheer Ennui
Of life itself , and the pain and anguish
One day , I will leave behind , a legacy just like you did , people cling to the bling
They still do , we two know that stings of lessons, of motif
Taught us that grief is the abode
That we go to constantly with death looking at us , baked yet fresh we should go proud
We should sing a lyric or two , dance to the tune of magic
Of sheer patterns , of hearts that throb
For us , that's all there is between birth and death - a dogma?