It kills
This is a fictional write up from a moment i imagined/dreamt.
Prologue:
I am going to kill her
I have to kill her
but how to kill,is the
jeopardy i am falling in...
how to kill,
how to kill!!!!!
he said:
"Killing the culprit is the best way
to get the good out of wayward life"
I get good life..but how come?
My father was a soldier,
not like me though,
he fought combats &
came back in half,
he asked me
to take out the other half.
I followed his orders as always
but what after that,
after that ... I lose.
so i know..
even if i kill, i lose her.
he also said:
"Life is always at worst
making it the best
is the caliber of man"
why cant everyone understand it
being that man is difficult,
being a slave is easy
who are slave are in peace
yes my love u are in peace
because u cry ..freedom freedom..
search of peace, goes in circles
u finally realise,it lies in the search.
free am i..but cant feel it
he was slave .but his dead eyes
reverberated freedom
You are a slave.. but your touch
talks about peace.
what about me.
i am going to perish as free
but feeling the slavelness of my life..
I have realised it atlast,
thats why it has started aching.
I am falling in awful pain,
but this pain is the only thing
in which u rise with fall.
Even love cant allow that,
but loosing love can..
I dont want u all to lose ur love.
Go on..
love ur sister & love ur brother
love ur frends & love ur family.
but never fear its loss..
its wonderful in itself.
love to love, kill to kill
not to win or lose.
sorry sweetheart..
i love you & i will kill u
just give me time to think how,how!!
Epilogue:
Prologue:
I am a married man with a dead father and a dying wife,who is in a lot of pain.
Moreover, i have to act as a good son and a good husband,
depending upon my conscience.
Moreover, i have to act as a good son and a good husband,
depending upon my conscience.
I am going to kill her
I have to kill her
but how to kill,is the
jeopardy i am falling in...
how to kill,
how to kill!!!!!
he said:
"Killing the culprit is the best way
to get the good out of wayward life"
I get good life..but how come?
My father was a soldier,
not like me though,
he fought combats &
came back in half,
he asked me
to take out the other half.
I followed his orders as always
but what after that,
after that ... I lose.
so i know..
even if i kill, i lose her.
he also said:
"Life is always at worst
making it the best
is the caliber of man"
why cant everyone understand it
being that man is difficult,
being a slave is easy
who are slave are in peace
yes my love u are in peace
because u cry ..freedom freedom..
search of peace, goes in circles
u finally realise,it lies in the search.
free am i..but cant feel it
he was slave .but his dead eyes
reverberated freedom
You are a slave.. but your touch
talks about peace.
what about me.
i am going to perish as free
but feeling the slavelness of my life..
I have realised it atlast,
thats why it has started aching.
I am falling in awful pain,
but this pain is the only thing
in which u rise with fall.
Even love cant allow that,
but loosing love can..
I dont want u all to lose ur love.
Go on..
love ur sister & love ur brother
love ur frends & love ur family.
but never fear its loss..
its wonderful in itself.
love to love, kill to kill
not to win or lose.
sorry sweetheart..
i love you & i will kill u
just give me time to think how,how!!
Epilogue:
Dont mind if it was a bit tedious.All this came out that night and i wrote it down quickly in case i forget it. Also,plz do excuse me for bad composition.