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English Poetry |
an old poem of mine, written in college days. i don’t know what had made me so bitter then!! ha ha
nothing seems to be real
concerns, cares, and smiles
all false, all openly fake
live! How can I enmeshed
seeing all the naked faces?!
knowing the reality behind looks
dusty smoke of disgust suffocates
to live, to breath- I run
impossible it is to escape
yet life has to be spent
so there came this empty look
and heart changed to hollow stone
here I live, with no sighs of distress
as I am one in this Emptiness
The poem is indeed very beautiful. Kudos
Liked immensely
Because of your preamble I can surely say it was a worthy pondering stage where you soon touch yourself deep within self for enlightenment and take off beautifully equipped with wisdom to face the facts of life adroitly.
“here I live, with no sighs of distress
as I am one in this Emptiness”
…such is what we call ‘the life’.
If you wish to look to feelings of distress in poetic hights please pass through Ghalib’s lane..
“Rahiye ab aisee zagah chalkar kaheen..”
Touching !!
Good one anu.May be every one get the same feeling at one or other time in life.. You could describe it beautifully .Keep writing
veryyy nice,,keep sharing 🙂
“knowing the reality behind looks
dusty smoke of disgust suffocates
to live, to breath- I run
impossible it is to escape” – a deep look within this poem is.
Sometimes the act of looking is the regaining of control,
Gion