Mukul Ganesh


The Whisperer - Poem by Mukul Ganesh

In a maze of lies and sorrow I lay, bound within these confines of a dismal haze, in solitude i ponder over a soul that seems far away, whilst these wearing eyes long for an angel's allure at its gaze.

A distant soul wonders my way, whilst destiny's dexterity evokes the essence of warmth again, a voice so tranquil as time too loses heed like prey, no longer hath my thoughts wondered over those days of pain.

As my conscience surrender to its divine wealth, these ears long for a hymn of a delirious depth, advancing closer to the ends of death, of it my thoughts wonder in a clam night's breath.

Topic(s) of this poem: resilience


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 3, 2015



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