Friday, 6 August 2004

Someone, Somewhere...



Immobile I rest,
Alone in this empty thought;
Suffering I rest,
Living a slow meaningless life;
Swaddled in black -
I rest...

All I can hear is deafness...
All I can see is darkness...
All I can smell is smell-less...
All I can say is speechless...
All I can feel is numbness...
All I can touch is nothingness...
All I can rest is restlessness...

"Who is there???"
Sometimes,
During these bottomless nights
Such states come and go
As fleetingly as light
And someone cries;
Miles away...
Inches away...
Inside me
Somewhere,
Someone lies...

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