Like A Dead Body

Tired….
My mind,body and soul
Waves…Come upon me
And sweep out the mud
They feel like a bagful of stones
Taking me down,drowning me…
I cant carry the burden anymore
The delicate thread that the spider wove
Is choking my neck
I cant breathe any more
I look into your eyes
Imploring you
And I see the veil
A curtain has been drawn.

I just hear the wind howling
Cant you hear it?
Its trying to tell me something
I think it wants me to set out
Get lost in the desert of the ocean
Swim out to the deep recesses
Maybe that will sanctify me
Hang in there like a dead body
Seeing everything yet not seeing anything
Cocooned in there
Silent….
Unreachable…
Pure….
Its a beautiful world
Vivid,colourful
Alone
Yes,thats what

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Comments

HAPPINESS is the best cosmetic for beauty; good subject and language are the essentials of a good poem like yours…well done renu

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