Thoughts Unbound!!!

They tell me its not right,

They say I am too bold,
I am not supposed to speak my mind.

They tell me not to let thoughts astray.

But my mind is unbound.
I consider it a blessing,
They call it a curse...!

I think of flying,
They chain me down.
I talk about freedom,
They teach about bounds!
I think about airing my thoughts,

They shutter down the windows of my mind!

I ask them to let me escape,
They tell me its not allowed.

Oh! lord of the world,
What is wrong with them?
You never created them with bounds,

you never shuttered their brains down.
Then why are they,
A burden unto themselves???

                                     -Aksa

                                                               

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Volcanic!!!

Some days,

      Explosions occur.

When all the scorching hot suns I’ve swallowed suddenly begin to erupt into fiery volcanoes of primal rage and crystallized sadness, leaving behind the scorched remains of worn out flesh and feelings flooding my hollow gut.

                             Some days, in the book of life, are

                               Just marked worse than others.

Depression

Depression is the worst kind of disease that not only kills your own soul but also of those around you. Those who care. It derives them away leaving you alone to mourn your own death!

                                          

                                            -Aksa

Suicide...!!!

The broken shards of glass

Pierced through her flesh,

Letting the crimson blood drip out!

The droplets stained the marble floor

Blood glistening more than the marble below it!

She watched the droplets turning into a puddle,

The puddle of deep crimson life seeping out of her.

The tinkling sound of glass shards hitting the floor startled her!

She looked at her empty hand,

Her arm tilted sideways,

And the sudden falling sensation made her realize,

She was falling into her own blood!

The crimson liquid spread around

And stained her hair,

And her porcelain skin.

As if trying to infuse life back into her!

But once seeped out, life never returns.

Hence she laid colourless,

In the colours of her own life…!!!

                                                  -Aksa!