A stuttering silence,
and some doubtful words.
a voice,
congruent with the wind’s whisper.
a protruding me,
from my own chest.
a crossroad
of confusion.
a succumbed seduction
of a faraway familiarity.
and a dislocated fluttering thought,
floating in the night’s darkness.
Some snowflakes,
a cold indifference.
a gift of an unimagined tear,
in this festival of pathos.
Even I lie,
in there….somewhere.
In this wilderness,
a mere camouflage.
an ambience of sorrow and confusions at the crossjoints ofchanging times.very well written as usual sarvesh!
Great flow of words, establishing an arcane expression. Thrilling.
Wow......Friend your thought process deserves kudos...just loved to glide thru your verse...felt like quoting lines...but then found that I had to quote the whole poem...10++...Brishti...
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I would like to translate this poem
a wonderful collage of emotions on this vast canvas of life, sarvesh...i'm more and more amazed at your talent as u keep writing! well done, dear young man...