Cadaver

Cadaver

By, Kaushik Paul

When you... Saw me... Lying
On the floor.

Ripped... Apart... Around
Blood galore.

In your own hands,
You see the blood stained steel.
You realise your act,
And down your spine, runs a chill.


You didn’t... Trust me... But you
Thrust me deep.

My last... Sweet breath... You are
Safe to keep.

And you stand on the crimson pool
Of the one you once adored.
Tell me, how sweet the taste of my blood is,
That you savoured?


Silent... Dead cold... Me, a
Cadaver.

Now I... Am your... Lover
Forever.

So why shed your tears,
When you yourself crossed the line?
Use that blade again; a little pinch
And soon you too will be mine.

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Was it worth to dream?

Was it worth to dream?

By, Kaushik Paul


All my dreams felt like ether,
They vaporized and blended into the air.
Astonished at the sight, I stood petrified there.

I find myself, stripped of all fantasies,
Coz now I see the cruel face of reality.

And I ask myself the question; I thought I’d never ask...
"Was it worth to dream?"


There stood the citadel, my dream town,
The quake shook it and it slowly battered down,
Shattered at the sight, I watched with a frown.

In the horizon, the sun sets upon me,
Coz now I know what I wanted; I’ll never be.

And I ask myself the question; I never wanted to ask...
"Was it worth to dream?"


I walk down the lane, with disgrace,
The shadows circle around me, expressing their grimace.
With dewy eyes I look at the moon, but she hides her face.

My heart, this pain, can no longer bear,
My eyes can no longer hold these tears.

And I ask myself the question; and I ask it again and again...
"Was it worth to dream?"


The stormy night spares no spark,
The twinkling stars, on a vacation, did embark.
Broken and grounded, I sit forlorn in this hour dark.

I look at the horizon and see the sun shining bright,
It warms my heart and fills me with new light.

And I tell myself the answer to the question I did ask...
“Yes its worth to dream.”

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