Lost in the neverland,
beaten and broken
If you look around me
you will see,
just pieces
scattered here and there
Look at that,
a piece of my heart
red and bleeding,but
not dead,
still beating
I let it go,but
it didn’t let me
It still has blood,
It still has love
Look at that,
a piece of my eyes,
glassy and tearful
I wanted it to shut down
I wanted to suck out all the
dreams, but
it didn’t let me
It wanted to see,
the mystery of tomorrow,
the after of sorrow
Look at that,
a piece of my leg,
all slaughtered and chewed
I wanted it to stop walking, but
it refused to do so,
it wants to travel,
so many places to unravel
Look at that,
a piece of my hand,
shaking and trembling, but
refusing to let go
of the pen
of the verse, still
floating in the air
I wanted to give up, but
it didn’t let me
So many more
chapters to live
So many more
chapters to write
Look at that,
a piece of my soul,
lying robbed and slain
I wanted it to leave me, but
it is still holding on
Holding on to me,
the little child of it,
waiting for it to grow
Look at that,
a piece of my body,
lying naked and wanting
I wanted to leave it alone,
to let the thirst die,
to douse the fire
But,
It is burning on,
eating through the darkness,
beaming through the pyre
of a dead yesterday
and looking forward
to the better tomorrow
Dedicated to E.E.Cummings and inspired from one of my
favorite poems “I
Will Wade Out” by him.
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