I dont know what to do;
I am reduced to nothing
my aims are no more sound
my goals dont bound
I am just wondering
my body within shivering
my senses devalued
my passions crystallized
my sentiments criticized
my ideas centrifugalized
good and bad
sabotaged
all goods are cowardish
all bads are gold medalists
where is God?
playing hide and seek
or seeking me
with as much vigour
as I seek him
may be in Crores
of Galaxies
he is staying
in one
and seeking from the other end
and I from this end
all physical nuditites
echoing stupidity
and mocking at me
The entire Galaxies
are budding in my inner self
I am shivering
I am quivering
I am trembling
I am lost, dont know
what to do
all tangibilities
killing me from within
about to burst
about to worst
I am like the Species girl
transforming into something
I dont know, choiceless
I am not dying, no
I am metamorphosised
Oh, the pain of changing
from within, the cosmic attacks
Oh...............I am pained
but words are meaningless
words are wastes
they dont express
what I am undergoing
the spell is cast
Let me die unconscious........
We all go through these phases at times Lalitha, but you have brought out the situation very effectively through a dramatic monologue
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its a phase. We should stick to what we believe in, then we will be at peace. Forget about everything else. Nice write..........