|Mind In a Void|
A sense of void,
Fills up my mind.
Of hope, My soul is devoid,
Crushed by the grind.
I feel myself in a vacuum,
My thoughts so stale.
Am I set for doom,
What holds in my tale?
A life so plain,
You it does feel the pain.
A book so colorless,
All I feel is needlessly hapless.
With a baggage of fancies and whim,
I float in my shapeless dreams.
To be realised never ever,
More elusive than a pimpernel.
Will the sun rise over the horizon,
Or set before a dawn bright?
The thoughts color my eyes crimson,
Set my psyche in a fright.
Should I let go of my frail soul,
Should I hold on in the raging tsunami?
How can I calm my dark ghoul,
The answers are hidden within me.
It is a void,
It will be fulfilled.
I wish to cease being an android,
My soul will be healed.
P.S. For the last few days, feeling of emptiness have been strong. The void is talking, and talking aloud. My mind is empty and disturbed.
Why is there a void? What do I do to fulfill the void? Questions are many. Answers are few. I seek answers from myself, but don't have any responses. Indeed, my mind is an extremely sorry state.
A Void Reviewed by Vyankatesh on Tuesday, December 06, 2011 Rating: