Hollow and deep,
Cracked beneath the surface,
And mourning in its wrinkled fate,
It stares at the sageway of life...
Far beyond its reach now.
Blackness breeds at one corner,
In other shadows,death resides,
Together they mate...
And bring into this dark pit,
Engulfing voids.
They are born deaf and dumb,
They dont wail and grin...
They only glare and buzz.
Through the seeping cracks,
Embers of oblivion exude light,
And in the deepest attic...
Dwells the question of life.
Its black holes consume the starry nights,
And drowns all jingle of the trinklet...
Its dry lips forevr parted for that droplet of fire.
Hollow and deep,
It breeds on ripples of memories,
And breathes the stale flesh in the air...
Its scarred surface rocks in monotony,
Sans rythm...
Hanging from the slippery rock on the cliff,
Is this empty vessel of my eyes.
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Nidhi redirected me to this blog, so she deserves some accolades from you, and I have to say.... AWESOME, AMAZING n god knows what else....
You write like my elder brother who I consider to be a wizard with words, and I revere him. Thankfully, you ARE more optimistic than him. (Ya, thats right)
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