Amartya Kalapahar - Evil Days

The days seems at an end,
Seeing the star-studded night sky
His mind recollects the reiterated bygones.
Even the most crucial moments,
Makes his days dark and gloomy.
The ugly face in the darkness
The laughter of the people,
His desperate soul grew numb
In the midst of the night.
He stares at the crowded streets below
From the high altitude
Thinking about the nightmares
Which haunt him day and night
Where the masqueraders
Chasing him down
And making a way for him
In the depths of hell.
He also remembers
How he ruined
His father’s expectations.
He considered himself,
To be a measly man.
Lost everything in the world
Reduced from the social ladder
His happiness died
And sadness ruled his life
Everyday was challenging for him
He doesn’t hoped for the future anymore
Sometimes the devil inside
Appears to come out from him
And gobble away the denizens
For whom his carefree childhood
Once came to an end
He has not pardoned the people
For their infernal deed
His leap from the high
Then all ended in a while
All was left was his perfume’s scent
This also vanished in the transparent air.

Amartya Kalapahar

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