The ‘To Do List’

Sitting on the edge of the bed,
He was looking over his ‘to do list’
which seemed to end never. 
"Prepare a speech for Thursday", said the list.  

Everyone admired him. 
But there was something missing in his life,
That made him wonder whether 
his achievements would be enough;
whether they would make up 
for the lost time and people. 

The crescent moon from the window of the room 
seemed to laugh at him 
for it had got the company for stars. 
The stranger in the mirror, as always, 
agreed with the moon. 

As an ice-cold gust of wind filled the room, 
He shivered making him feel a bit alive. 
But when it subsidized 
the room became darker and quieter.

A moment later, his gaze shifted to the pictures 
on the wall, which were the testimony to his achievements.
But the alien people in them 
reminded him of the big void in his life. 

As the bright moon in the silver knife 
drifted away from him, he felt lonelier. 

He stood up to make it stay. 
And stay it did, till he found it moving 
away again in the dark red liquid
Leaving behind the fluttering ‘to do list.’

Reviews

[Solar]

"As the bright moon in the silver knife drifted away from him, he felt lonelier.
He stood up to make it stay.
And stay it did, till he found it moving away again in the dark red liquid"

Quite a dark surprise there - a dead end to all that success! Well written.

[Devashish Kumar]

Thank you. Most of the people did not get this part and I had to explain it to them. :)

[Solar]

Welcome, I had to read it again closely - to see it!