The stranger that Iam
To you, to this whole world
The realization sunk into me
Dragging me into the depth of loneliness
Where did I lose everything?
But then, when did I have anything?
Life seems to be a mirage
And, I, the real puppet
Fighting to find a voice…
Uncertainty, which dominated my life
Seemed to rip away, even the meager pleasured
If ever, I had any…
Love they say makes the world go round
But love, I say gives only pain and wound
The silent tears, the frustrated despair
Makes me dread away from love…
Memories, dangerous beings they indeed are
Evokes in me a lust for more
But, why should I ever yearn for more?
When al I ever had is nothing…
Alien to my own thoughts, my own self
I seem to exist lifelessly
Happiness, I feel is an illusion
But then, so is my life…
This poem was written/submitted by niyathi.