The River

The sun lets its Silver rays on my window panes,

And today the day seems never ends,

As days feels like years now,

And clock seems never clicks,

Starring to my calendar as I stand,

It feels like hard to go on in suffocation,

Like pushing a heavy cargo away,

And I stay silent in the low light,

Breathing slowly like Turtles,

Hearing the hissing sound of my rooms fan,

As the thoughts are heavy to carry,

For a heavy heart in the middle of deep green river,

Drowning for nothing but no cause,

As I still stand on the same road,

Where people come and gone,

Like Fireflies do in the dark voids of the thin air,

And sometimes I wish I could go back,

To the day we sat on the tree branch,

Where entire lawn lied like a sea,

Where birds chirp and chatter,

And I wish I were the one,

The one who could leave thee folks,

To start everything over,

Just like the Miley Cyrus Song,

Leaving behind the all the hurting memoirs,

And tales from the other bank of the river,

I feel like hanging on a rope,

Waiting for a train to come and take me,

The train that will take me long away,

The train that I know will never come,

Remembering the words of paths not taken,

But I have decided to stay,

That I have some choices and chances to take,

To dye each day or to live each day,

I have decided to live and let live,

And I know that I am not the only one to stay back in to woods,

So I let the river to flow and cleanse me,

And take me to wherever it goes,

Sometimes life is better like messages of bottles from the sea,

As it is better to bury the past as deep as I can do,

And grab the future that I have right in my palms,

I can smile as much I wish whenever I need it a lot,

To seek the hidden truth is all I have to do,

To unfold the unknown mysteries of my life,

I know this is the best feeling I ever have,

This is Safe heaven that I can hold on…