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Hello everyone...here's a poem dedicated to Arjun where i've tried to bring out his POV...
just like my previous os, this too is in poetry form...
i don't know whether its good enough, but i've tried my best...do read it once and let me know what you think of it ...please...😳😳
The velvety night has descended but I haven't stirred,
Tears are stinging my eyes, my vision's blurred.
The whirlwind of thoughts is agitating me, and so,
Awaiting peace, I'm sitting by the window.
The turmoil has now become a norm,
Like the eerie calm before a storm.
Should I cry and let it all out,
Or let my heart and mind try another bout?
Should I seek guidance to break free of all lies,
Or should I just surrender to these surreal ties?
I don't know, or perhaps don't want to know,
For I know I reap what I did sow.
And yet this restlessness is now too hard to bear,
The dull ache in my being is breaching the mask I wear.
The mask of strength, indifference and self assurance,
Its pain is now beyond my powers of endurance.
I do not seek sympathy for my friendless soul,
The bliss of solitude is my only goal.
I want to calm the sea raging within,
I want to feel the silence midst the din.
I don't want to be perfect or admired,
I just want to rest my soul, so tired.
I don't want to be the person most clever,
I just want to persevere in my endeavor.
I don't want to be tethered or captured,
I just want to hear the song of peace, enraptured.
I don't want to scale the zenith of achievement,
For me achieving peace will be sufficient.
The destination is known, but the path obscured,
And I must endure what can't be cured.
This innate desire is an incurable disease,
It'll plague me till my existence does cease.
And so my heart bleeds and cries,
For sleep has long evaded my eyes.
Life now seems to be an endless maze,
Where the right path always eludes my gaze.
You may say I'm selfish and greedy too,
And maybe I'm not at all true.
And though you may find me as alive as it gets,
I'm a dead soul in a body that breathes between sunsets.
The golden sun has ascended, but I haven't stirred,
Tears are stinging my eyes, my vision's blurred.
The whirlwind of thoughts is agitating me, and so,
Awaiting peace, I'm still sitting by the window.
P.S.: hope you all like it...if you do then do hit the like button and leave your comments... criticism and appreciation, both are equally welcome...😊😊
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