His
final wish that he be the orphan no more, denied.
He
lay dead, his body waiting to join the elements.
Minute
after minute, heart beat after heartbeat,
Time
slowed down, the past flashed through his eyes.
His
only wish then was that he be the orphan no more.
None
there for him, his muscle stiffened and pumped slower,
The
invisible bullet found its mark and lodged itself fatally.
Years
of torment and solitude fused to form a projectile.
Yet,
his only wish was that he be the orphan no more.
He
survived the charging dunes and the roaring hurricanes.
There
was more than just the chasmic abode he lived in,
Thrown
deeper into the abyss, void of faces and voices,
He
thought and wished that he be the orphan no more.
Turbulent
thoughts wreaked havoc with his dreary soul.
Unrelenting
was life’s implacable motto to deny everything,
His
life was a perfect example of inanimate broken continuity.
~
rohit
