Hi....I am an engineering student,19 yrs old, staying in Pune. I don't write poems...but they come to me....its like some vast void in the universe trying to express itself in the strokes of my poems.
Honestly, i don't take any credit for them but I would be delighted if you could read them and find them enjoyable.
some scattered breaths
of bygone moments…
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,