Roar
Poem By- MC (Aurora)
"Never hate yourself, there's always a reason to love"
Unprotected tenderness, dolefully never cared
The borne stillness I had since birth,
Stillness of heart that yet doesn't knows to beat
Nor the lungs ever knew to breath.
I dragged myself out of a lioness womb,
But never found myself her cub.
I hailed my calmness on those dreary tears,
When realizations played into my ears.
Lost claws, unwilling to roar,
But knew, they were inside somewhere.
A broadened fossilized smile in half-hearted delicacy,
On bleeding lips in prophecy.
How long it would have screamed my existence with disbelief,
Inside my fragile heart?
Sore fingers, terribly painful senses surging through the nerves,
Ripping my skin and grinding against the shamefully dripping pen.
Shame on my humanness,
A feeling almost in emptiness of my brain,
That I have always tried to fill up with blames.
I am too much stuffed with humanity instead of flesh and blood in my veins,
And my spine is too stiff to move out all reflexes away from brain.
When sloshed I lie besides my fractured body leaning on stones dripping blood,
There was a chasm in between where only a heart was dripping,
Darkest blood pouting out,
As it was filtering and stuffing itself with all pains throughout it's life.
The flesh was rotting on the the brittle bones
But to my astonishment, the skull Smiled at me!
The blood from the cracks was being soaked into the roughness,
Still it Smiled without any displeasure,
A purely beautiful, smile as if lying in peace,
And never needs a grave for a heavenly sleep.
Such an unpleasant scene suddenly went pleasant
On the sight of the curled dead growing new life on it,
As an evidence of my existence will still survive even when I am lifelessly
Lying somewhere to fertile the Earth's soil.
I am tender but not weak,
I am soft but not freak,
I am delicate but not brittle,
I can't go through storms but never coward,
I was born as a cub of my lioness,
To roar at humanly insanity,
To roar in pride even without humanity!