A Swarm of Gyre

 I had a complete life

And then my girl left me;

Life took a you turn

And misfortune possessed me.

I was still okay

As I was with my good friends;

Living a newly acquired life,

Catching up with the new trends.

Throughout the day and night,

I am at the mountain high;

Nothing else matters to me,

Without wings I can fly.

I have the stuff with me,

Which is sweet and gaudy,

Sinking deep into to it,

I care for nobody.

The days passed by,

I sunk fully into it;

Now it's not just a stuff,

It became by breath.

Now fully into this hell

I am destined to doom;

Please take me out of it,

I want to live and bloom.

This is not the place,

Where I wanted to be;

Give me another life,

Forgive me oh! Thee.

Stay away from this 

Say no to the first syringe;

This is hell for you,

I  am now convinced.

Live your wonderful life,

Stay away from this fire,

This is not a glitter,

It's a swarm of gyre.

                 ~Krishna Acharya

BIO: Krishna Acharya is an aspiring writer/poet from Sumer, Meghalaya. A post graduate in English Literature and currently employed as Technical Specialist at Infosys Ltd. Bangalore. He is the founder and Chief Editor of the poetic blog 'The Bard and the Ballard' and a Rising Star of the Motivational Strips