Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Farcical Stillness

Like a single stem from a withered branch.
I hang precariously.
I want not to fall.
I wish not to carry on.
The stillness of my existence
runs deep
attempting to silence my drowning restlessness.
Beneath the whirlpool of overflowing emotion,
I lie hurdled in grudging desire.
Thundering thoughts crawl below
the crevices of my flowing demeanor.
Making me wonder-
Is my stillness a farce?


Sumit Sarkar said...

Beautifully written...
Love it :)

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year in advance... :)

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

A very deep inquiry in the end.. hope the answer is found.. thanks Shail.. and Merry Christmas to you!

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

Thanks Ramesh. Questions like these often plague us. I too hope to get an answer.

Happy Christmas to you and your family!

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