Rohit Sapra

Rookie (7 August 1984 / Gwalior)

An Isolated Crow - Poem by Rohit Sapra

Sitting on a branch is a crow
An isolated crow remains
No hope and nothing is sensed anymore.
Even sorrow does not pinch any longer
Isolation is one and only thing to be
Something which remains is a dry branch, to hold on to.
This lonely creature thinks of things by being alive
As this world is a place where so much sadness forever remains
Although, the personality of this living bird, never changes.
The consciousness, speaks with this crow in extremity of nothingness
Nothing is splendid at the moment, other than darkness
Since, this hopeless creature, remains without love as always.

Topic(s) of this poem: feelings

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 17, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 17, 2014

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