Saturday, June 19, 2010


It permeates through the breathe we take
A subdued silence for the statelessness portrayed
Nothing yearns for a beginning as the day breaks
Cold inside for years as the thoughts cremate

Lifelessness within every inch of the name
Constricted soul held tightly for an unseen pain
Hollowed heart welded by these rusted remains
A defiant meaning , crying for someone to explain

There is a place that still pretends
It slowly speaks of the agony's end
Can it elevate this emptiness for the fragility to comprehend
Or just silently observe this atrophy trend

Eyes covered in tears looks through the day
And a head always bend down in dismay
Theres a pain , which may never go away
So I keep walking down this long road with nothing '
with nothing really to say . . .


Vinnie said...

the paras r perfect as usual..the last being my fav, but whats with the name of this poem - kuch samaj nahi aya bhaiyya!

i always wonder if genius has anything to do with madness, any thoughts on this sir? ;)

Ragpicker said...

hey vins long time ...glad to find you here . the name of the poem is just a random word has no relation to the poem as such ...:)

how are you these days ? ...
As far as your question about genius is concerned I place of quote of Aristotle "There was never a genius without a tincture of madness."

:) tkc