I ask if I should ignore my existence
Like I do everyday, everywhere
Should I breath incessantly
The hopes of a commune
My life being the sarcasm of
A dismantled, lifeless mirror
Should I collect the morsels
of a scattered self
Wonder if I have the courage
of being an indigenous spirit
My distilled dreams limp to caress
the wounded aspirations of SELF
The aspirations of a boundless sea
A sea of words and of thoughts
Of a world that I do not entertain often
Of an enigma I am too busy to be certain of
The strings of my name,
Strangle “me” till my poise succumbs
I ask, MAY I!
Piyush Kaushal
very Nice pupu!! 🙂
“A sea of words and of thoughts
Of a world that I do not entertain
”
such deep thoughts… as always..
Just love it.. 🙂
Thanks Mone, your appreciation matters 🙂
The way you’ve woven feelings into words. Amazing!!
Regards,
Senard
Thanks Senard 🙂 and welcome to the blog!
Very well written, seldom do i see a Poetic interpretation like this. Thumbs up!
Thanks Geetaj 🙂 welcome to the blog!
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Thanks a lot Deniston. I appreciate your feedback. Keep reading! 🙂