An Insight...Probably. Poem by Sarvesh Kulkarni
An Insight...Probably.
Into
some scattered breaths
of bygone moments…
Into
The abyss of broken imagination.
I delve myself,
and drown in their fantasy.
What is real?
And what unreal?
I cross the boundaries of existence
and realize, that there were none.
In the flow of wanton life,
I gather the deathliness of it all.
And the oncoming darkness,
brings with it,
the joy of non-existence,
or the existence of joyless ecstasy?
Guide me….O lord….
to that place,
where I shall close my eyes,
……and see.
amazing dude....nw........daz hw a poem shud b.......great....i took tym to get the scene.....well........gr8 write man.......kewl....thanx man! ! !
As a repeat comment: ... The last comment was my broken imagination though it was not in those lines...the lines i wrote were exactly playing in my mind right that moment so it came out instantly. 'The joy of non-existence...was really a deep line for me. thank you for sharing.
'In the flow of wanton life, I gather the deathliness of it all. And the oncoming darkness, brings with it, the joy of non-existence, or the existence of joyless ecstasy? '.......such deep thoughs...great my friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/15/2024 1:47:25 PM # 1.0.0
'The joy of existence and the existence of joyless ecstasy'...clicked my thought.10+