Crimson lights fade away above the busy traffic…
The streams flow monotonously through…
Leaves refuse to rustle and appear lifeless…
I’m in the middle of No where…
The clear skies seem to stare back at me…
The stars appear to think before they shine…
The sun is rising and setting perfunctorily….
I’m in the middle of No where…
The rainbow seems black and white…
I see barren land all around…
Even a speck of hay seems to be scarce…
I’m in the middle of No where…
The plain walls seem to smirk at me…
The empty spaces come across to taunt..
So much silence tends to strangle…
I’m in the middle of No where…
My shadow seems to lag way too behind…
Even illusions tease.
Mirror images seem distorted..
I’m in the middle of No where…
4 comments:
Well well well!!..i like the tone of the poem.. life's like that...it at times gives you the creepy feeling and throws you to the dark abysmal heights..but then these grey shades are not forever..there are loy of colours the otherside oflife..and it shall soon come yer way with a promise just as the bright day comes after dark night!
So yet again,the blogsville is graced with another beautiful poem from prakash...
Wow Wow Wow....!!!
Now this is really something!
Life seems empty and monotonous at times and we shut ourselves out...The sky seems falling but we must pull ourselves together and revive the spirit within...
Let the limitless bird fly high :)
A good blog never goes unnoticed by me :]
CHe33Rzz!!!
ammmmmmaaaaaaazzzzzzzzing!!!!!!
afta readin this fantabulous poem....im fallin short of words........ne wayzzz
BLOGGING ZINDABAD!!!!
OH MY GOD!!...u r super super talented bey..i dunno watelse to say...
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