"I am no more
you
I am no more
me
I am no more
whoever I could be
I simply do
not exist
I strayed
and lost
I became a
ghost
I am to be
away
I am to be
hated and dread
Alas! This had
to be this way
We must face
as it is
To face
ourselves
Often as
troublesome as it could be
Life offers
itself in pieces
Pieces of
you
Pieces of me
Pieces of
us, in droplets
Droplets of
time
Carries the
sea we make out of self
Day by day,
night after night
Only to
drown you and me
Washed
ashore, trashed away
Who are you?
Who am I?
Who could be
the face we carried all along?
I am no more
questions
I am no more
the answer
I am not to
be asked
I am not to
be answered
I is the
grave
This carries
the corpse
As calm and silent
it looks above
As much a storm
it is within
I has no
face
I has no
space
I is a
shadow
That deserves
no solace..."
By:
Praveen Parasar
Date:
27/2/2016
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