PHOTOGRAPH

I am just a photograph !!!

Or at least that is what the world perceives me as

On surface I look like a man who is having the most hearty laughs

But on the inside I have stories of sorrows no one has

I was never like this

This was all due to him

He snatched away my happiness and bliss

And made me end my life in sorrow and grim

They say that most of your enemies

Come in the form of good friends

He came like that and killed me despite so many pleas

And gave my lovely life a cruel end

Now my soul resides in this photo

I live near his shirt pocket

With nowhere to go

I have become like a soul trapped in a locket

He looks at my image

And acts towards the world like as if he cared for me

It makes me filled with rage

For I know he is the one who took away my opportunity of being happy and free

I wanted to hurt him

I wanted to give him pain

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I wanted him to feel the same grim

I wanted to give him my life filled with disdain

But what can I do ?

After all I am not a human anymore

I am just a memory remembered by few

And a small fragment of a tragic lore

But destiny worked it’s play

It gave me a wonderful opportunity

To see the light of day

And gain Impunity

He was standing on top of a building

I made a short gush of wind blow

My soul came out to fulfill vengeful feelings

And make him feel the pain of death like how they do in an inmate’s row

He fell down like a feather

And experienced the pain of death

Blood oozed out from his body like honey’s nectar

And he finally got the cruel fate which he should have deservedly met

I am just a photograph !!!

Or at least that is what the world perceives me

On surface I look like a man who is having the most hearty laughs

And on the inside I have finally become a man who has gained salvation and became free

THANK YOU