The castle of pain

 The castle of pain....(why all good people die)......

Within the shackled wall of years past... 

A boy lost his mother, alas...

Funeral got stuck of myriad fatalities... 

Of love and loss...

Juvenile times and trusted friends...

Family members...and drunk debased...

Maladies past.....but fainted in the ceiling of half broken cries....

Why all good people die?

Why all good people die?

Sincere thanks to the one...

Who told me...his story that began...

With an everlasting tragedy...

When the day breaks ...

And the sun sets...

This boy laughs...

Hard to hide his tears of Disparate joy...

And the question remained the same... 

Why all good people die? Alas!... 

Why all good people die...?so fast...

 Before they see what is their last?...

Or the last of their own loved ones ...

Pretty faces...demonous hearts......

We all get together to finally fall apart...

And he lost her...

When he was  just seven...

A walk back from his school...

Poured into his deadliest evening of Satan... 

But still blithered in her loss...

 falling to find his own flaws...

He still asks to god before dreaming back to his sleep...

Why all good people die?

Why all good people die?

Before the end starts ...

Before falling in the love of scarful parts ...

Closing his eyes...

He tries deep to suppress his will...

And he always uses his wits ...

To overcome that guilt...

That can never be overcomed before his last meet...

To the demon of birth and death judgement ...

And on the table of truth and lies...

On the way of asking what's wrong and right......

And on the basis of knowing....

How he decides...

Who should live and who should die...

He asked him...again...

Why all good people finally die?...

Leaving all the bad people behind...

Why all the good people die?...

He shouted,"Tell me why?"

 Sitting besides his desk...

He thinks and then ponders...  

Why his mother left him?....

When...others live and survive....

Is it karma?...

Or is it related to past life?...

But why...did she go away...

 leaving him lonely in this draconian world...

All by himself...

In the castle of pain ...

With cigarettes and bottle of champagne...

He tries hard to decaptivate...

His emotions ...and glaze...

Inside the embankment of pain...

Smoking up another cigarette...

The only love of his life...

His intoxicated himself.....

Sleeping....back to his bed......

With a feeling of fiddled heart injuries and mind wins...

He smiles...He lies...

About his happiness...

And He... Tries a way too hard... 

That he has lost one of his many parts... 

Contemplating the same question again' and again.....

Why all good people die?

Rather than staying happily alive?

Why all good people die?...

What sins have he committed...

that his mother left his side...

This boys is brave...

But this boy is not too brave...

He needs someone to hold his hand ...

And calm him down in...

And kiss his lips...

And hug him... tightly...and tell him...

That...

Not all good people die...

Some survive...

Some stay ...some go...

Some come....life is a sudden flow...

But then he asked her again...

Why all good people die?...

Atleast at the end... 

So she told her...

Getting close to him...

"You are good... enough and see you have survived...

You are good enough...

 Not to die...

You are good enough

...

 to be loved ...

You are good enough atleast...

For me not be left"...

That made him smile...

Smile and smile...

Leeza 

13/4/21