The flame flickers
Again
Just a little more
I see the faint light
Trying hard to rise
A mere breath
Of a sigh
Of repulsion
Of anger
Of hatred
So subtle
Yet strong enough
Darkness all around
Again…
The flame flickers
Again
Just a little more
I see the faint light
Trying hard to rise
A mere breath
Of a sigh
Of repulsion
Of anger
Of hatred
So subtle
Yet strong enough
Darkness all around
Again…
The pieces
Lay scattered
When they don’t fit
I realize
Their sharp corners
And
The hollowness within
Why are the pieces scattered
Shouldn’t they be complete
There is that one piece
That fell off the table
Long ago
The hollowness within
A resounding echo
Of the emptiness..
At the end of the year
The doors are closing in
There is that little gap
Which will close soon
I need to
Pick my arms and legs
Lift my head
Look forward
And run
Before it closes
Yes
The finger refuses to move
What is this weight
Gluing me to the ground
I want to get up
I want to run
It’s in the mind
It’s all in the mind
Maybe there is no door
Maybe nothing is closing in
It’s probably my mind
Playing games
Stop
Stop now
Set me free
From your vicious circle of thoughts
Set me free from these bonds
From words
Let there be silence
Just silence
Quiet now
There are no arms embracing me
There never will be
Let me close the door
Maybe then
Just for a little while there will be
Solitude…!
If you want to group them into years
Then it’s been three years
But the loss felt each day
Is the same
Has it diminished?
Atleast by a bit?
I would know
Only when
I can believe that she’s left
On her own independent journey
To fly across the skies
To climb the the highest mountains
To run with able legs
While I go on
Emotionally
Disabled.
The stars shine
In yonder skies
The lights strung
For miles
Oh the din
Of the music
Strumming tunes
An unsynched orchestra
Bodies moving
In all ways
Swaying with the breeze
There is no route
There is no rhythm
Your heart leading the way
Are people talking?
Yes, not to you
Are people walking?
Yes, not with you
Is it the bird
I saw this evening
Or are these my wings
Spread out
I’m on the ground
Yet in the sky
Not one face
Familiar
Not one word
Familiar
In this jungle
Of people
Of music
Of lights
I’m
Lost!
The silence is deafening
The humming of the cooling machine
Cacophonous and humdrum
There was another noise
Talking to silence
Just a while ago
There were voices here
Just this afternoon
There was laughter here
Just this morning
There is this long
Narrow road
Of silence
A valley of longing
There is light
No doubt
At the end of this road
But I must tread
One step at a time
Killing each moment
Of silence at a time
Another machine revs up
With pictures and voices
Talking to me
But they have no ears
There is noise around
It’s my silence
That is deafening…