Jumble Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

Jumble

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There're some sky colors,
some days and nights,
some wild breathing,
some dreams and letters.
all a jumble now.
Nothing can be separated.
No point in searching.
Lost relevance with
the setting sun.
Everything is true and false.
A crazy game with no fun
but no escape.
But people surround you
to make you feel nice
and cool.
Of course out of loneliness
you hold to be there
to take notice of.
You search for smile
and words to thank people.
You feel sorry for them
for their feeling for you.
You remain there to
become part of them.
Time keep floating
and you long to hear
it's murmur.

Monday, August 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: people
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Lost in a jumble
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 07 August 2017

I think the human touch is missing in people. It creates a gulf waiting to be filled meaningful dialogue. Thanks for a beautiful poem probing the nature of inter-personal relationships. Thanks. Of course out of loneliness / you hold to be there You remain there to / become part of them.

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