Poems of Avinash Nair
|3.||How should I Define My Woe?||12/24/2013|
|6.||Sound of Silence||6/9/2013|
|8.||The Enigma of My Mind||11/26/2013|
|9.||The Mother & The Son||3/29/2014|
|10.||The Way of the Life||6/29/2014|
The Enigma of My Mind
The subtle loneliness that hath,
Built its walls were crumbling,
As I ventured into that path
Of needs and belonging.
Those harsh realities were
Mellowed by sparks of care,
And those unspoken fears
Doused by happy tears.
But now the question that troubles me is
Will this be a long lived bliss?