at the crossroad of fame life death
alone in a crowded world arclights
what was the superstar thinking
did he know that a part of him
was dying sinking it had nothing
do with his drinking ,,he was
tired of this pretentious world
where friends turned foes
crystal wineglasses that broke
while clinking ,,deep in his
thoughts his last film riyasat
he sat his eyes blinking
getting ready to go away
from this world nauseous
selfish stinking.. death
with a heavily painted face
of an actor looked at him
winking.. his morbid eyes
vacuous empty hollows
glinting,,,was he preposterously
hinting time up pack up
no re thinking...
on his second death anniversary 18 july 2014
