Shadowy Perspective Poem by Michael Varghese

I wish i could just close my eyes and never have to open them again
Have an eternal sleep like dead men
In their coffins, sound asleep
Never the light back into their eyes will creep
Or the life into their bodies will seep


The silent solitude
The needlessness of food
The blissful dark
And the numbness, stark
The body no longer sensed
The weightlessness
The soul no longer fenced
In a world sad and meaningless

The endless choices
Meaningless voices
Forever thinking
Into insanity sinking
At breaking point
Immeasurable pressure at the joints
Holding together mortal lives
Like the hexagons that hold bee hives
Innumerable, countless connections
Meetings, chatter and thoughts in all directions
Forever wandering
Like a loop or a ring
Until it shattered
And all that once mattered
Like a bell which will not ring
Would mean nothing
And the light from your head
Will be gone, you're dead