What Else Could I Be...

 

What else could I be,

When the life I knew

Seemingly failed to recognise me?

 

I chose to be an unnoticed face,

Silently staying out of the race,

Where peace is compromised

Without ever allowing a pause

In keeping up with the pace.

 

Scared away off the dazzling beauty

In the bottled up love and fidelity,

I sought to find solace and serenity

In solving the perplexed math of

Adjusting half-fed stomach with cut-off coffee.

 

What else could I be

When there is no life left

Between you and me…

 

 

© Atique R.