R.K Das

(22, january / INDIA)

Nothingness


Carefully crafted schemes
Seem to sink like a load
Into an abyss of weird anxiety.
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  • Scarlett Outlaw (5/8/2013 4:00:00 AM)

    This poem makes you hungry for more, it is short and snappy, which as I aforementioned, it makes you hungry for more. Great piece of work! ! :) (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (4/25/2013 7:16:00 AM)

    Big applaud for you, such amazing ink here, the last stanza was diamond, but the opening equal to the wider mines_Soul (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (4/24/2013 12:07:00 PM)

    Though each line brings in a lively image, altogether the picture drawn is dark and dismal. The fluttering flicker, the clumsy evening, the dry leaf all suggest a decimated and beaten up spirit in sharp contrast to the fragrance of wild jasmine and the ecstasy of lingering memories that often surface in your poems! As Shahzia has put it, it is different from your usual pack!
    Still admirable with its succinct style and poignant tone! ! (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (4/24/2013 12:05:00 AM)

    The Nothingness you share here is not the nothingness of a mystic nature which is a rich state, it rather falls on the side of depression; any regular reader might take this poem as a different one from your pack...! ! ! (Report) Reply

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