Thoughts Of A Shizophrenic Poem by Gaurav Mittal
Thoughts Of A Shizophrenic
What my mind perceives
And my eyes can see,
Is a distortion
Of reality.
Hallucinations,
Mirages, deceit.
A life of no truth;
Of constant defeat.
Haunted by pictures
No one else can see;
Pictures of those who
Long were made free
Of life. I hear silent
Sounds. Sounds of loud cries,
Screeching doors and
Unheard lullabies.
Family, friends, God
And identity,
All are lost in the
Depths of memory.
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