Into The Storm. Poem by Subhadip Bhattacharya

A storm is coming this way..
I thought I should ran away.
Where there's more time to think,
Where there is more time.

But I was caught up in the way
When all of them were running
Something shook me up
To find myself at the brink of it all,
To run straight to the storm.

To find a place
Where there is no more time
To think,
To give way to foolishness like this.
To tear up my face
To plunge in it and say
For one last time....
That yes, ...
I am alive.