Crush-ed

I have only so much control
Over the passing seconds
In to the mid-night, in to the day
That is yet to come yet
I can’t even reach to
It’s far away getting scattered on
Outer coat of my one crush
And I’m so crushed.

Lots of contingencies
Lots of missed-fortunes
Later I’m too late
Or too early for
Being in one’s demand
That can only last for so long
And I’m so crushed.

Different souls looking for pieces of
No one I can present any of
No, “one” won’t welcome any of
All my love has accumulated
Taking away my piece of
Mind – the gap
In me, inside my soul
And I’m so crushed.

Beril 13/02/10