Saturday, June 11, 2005

void - empty spaces

i spend days and nights obeying the orders
no thought , no ideas
my mind is like a closed space
no feeling but an automation.
what i see, what i feel
are all cut off by the unreal
The mind works with no inspiration
What little there was is all lost to subjugation
Places, people , events all fly by
And to each , to hold on, i try
But time swings by like a pendulum
And feels like i have lost the fulcrum


Dhruvaa said...

looks like i've become a regular reader of ur blogs;)...nice work with the poem...the rhymes r also done well except the third and fourth line...but i really liked the meaning...very nice!!

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