Rhythms of Fear
1 min readAug 25, 2020
I call my name with utmost sadness as
I know there is no hope anymore.
People fly away and cut me off with their heartiest hatred.
I cry my heart out whatever and whichever reasons for
My relaxation and compensations.
I have been cursed by my love dear!
I no longer hope to see it and bear
That broken heart further anymore.
So never let it come within you, fear of losing ,
Fear of being culpable.
Because I
no longer want to be sentenced in life.
No more tears for heaven in there,
No more flowers and chocolates and rhythms of fear.
I will be left alone with my guitar at the corner watching Pride and Prejudice.
And you.
You keep begging for my death and I will keep playing with my wrath.
Death has no right over me anymore
