a door to which
there is no key
a screen beyond which
no one can see
what lies beyond
gnaws at the heart
not a flicker of light
seen through the night
hope that springs eternal
keeps the mind sane
trudging through the mines
lurking in the uneven terrain
4 comments:
Thats how I feel sometimes..
only sometimes, thankfully
hey you are going from one extreme to the other. just now I read the cricket stuff and could not stop grinning. here you are with this heavy stuff.
handling both prose and poetry, serious and funny stuff equally well. amazing!!!!
@Benny-thanks. In a very generous mood apparently, judging from ur comments:)
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