Do not come to me for words of kindness
I have none to offer, nothing to share
Do not seek me for guidance, I am more lost than you are
I wander, but I know there are no answers
No guidelines for life
All you have is your stupid voice, in the back of your head
“End the agony,”
It’s amusing to me, I know not if it’s for you
I await the sweet Release of death
Whenever it graces me with tenderness.
My Godot is lost too, maybe we would be stuck under the tree
So no asking for help, no seeking the higher path
There is nothing beyond, nothing beyond today.
She is one entity, free from any tag, any name which is not her own
She has nothing to her name, no one has her back.
She just is, one.
Like a dandelion drifting in the wind
Rootless, yet with a sense of destined path
She has to follow too, but she is alone.
Damn the spirit which never breaks
Those silent tears in moments of utter despair
That smile which never fades
No matter the ordeal.
She just is, one.
Wild in her own way, drifting in the course of the wind
Making her own way,
Stars twinkle, or are those lights?
Which seem to be fading out as I try hard to stare
To make sense, it is all falling apart in my head
Or is my body collapsing?
Am I giving up? I fear
This is what it feels like to let go?
Did I even let go?
Or am I just fading, like dreams in my sleep
Those lights still twinkle, or are those stars?
From the morose attitude to the struggle to be happy, heartfelt wishes to all. Happy Diwali!
Like saffron, this scent comes drifting to me
In the breeze, mixed with something sweet
Who knows what it is
But the saffron lights on the horizon can tell
Spread over the clouds, scattered across the sky
It’s the end of another day, another time
Longing creeps over me as I remember them one by one
And sigh the deep sigh of despair.
It’s been 6 years and I cannot believe the fact that I missed the anniversary yet again. Anyway, happy 6 years dearest blog. You complete me!