being me - A Poet's Mind

A Loner

In eclipse of rage
Behind this social cage
I am a loner….

For the parched sunshines
And for the raven whines
I am a loner….

I bicker for the gratitude
to live with an attitude
I am a loner….

With the perks of fear
There is a happiness I smear
I am a loner….

For the shrinking seas
And the expanding desires
I am a loner….

The sane and sanity goes for a ride
For there’s no rule which I abide
I am a loner….

Like a droplet in the sea bowl
I am a free soul
I am a loner….

To a place called home
I wonder where I roam
I am a loner

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