COFFIN
Panicking grief is my sole companion since her refusal
And Life seems to be a burden without any specified goal
Rainbow does not colourize my mind with the palette of joy as before
And the pen proved to be too heavy for my fingers to write poems of pleasure
Monumental pessimism resides in my heart which is continuously bleeding
Agony that she had inflicted upon me is never ending
Rejuvenation
of my soul seems impossible thereafter
As she stole away from my life all smiles & laughter
Yielding a burning effect in the sky, the sun is setting in the
west
It will rise again tomorrow at its best
Likely, it will drive out the darkness of the previous night
Unfortunately, it will completely fail to erase the dusk
prevailing over my mind
Which is being tortured by the venomous teeth of depression
Let me have a sip of poison to break out of this ruthless dungeon