M.D Dinesh Nair
An Escapist`s Reasons - Poem by M.D Dinesh Nair
Where shall I go in these dark hours?
The moon of the strange sky has been unkind to me for long!
To me this darkness is an all pervasive demon.
When shall I sing my song in the midst of this ado?
The music of your world has been deafening to me for long!
To me these guffaws are like an ever intimidating monster.
How shall I see the world around me ever?
The faces of this world are all with a frown thrown at me!
To me they are like the masks of a totalitarian humanity.
What shall I do among these slaves of time?
The odour of their sweat has begun to blow towards me!
To me these homo-sapiens are just the shadows of a lost tribe.
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