An unnamed despair
Gnaws my insides.
Desolate and alone-
Suddenly.
Unknowing, yet
Unceasing is the
Numbness.
A thick haze of
Self-piteous vapours
Fogs my consciousness;
And all I want
Is to seek
The darkest corner
Of Isolation.
Numb.
Yet I must acknowledge
That when this ice cracks
And I shall be
Chilled to the bone
In pain,
I shall be glad.
At least then
I would feel
And, once again,
Be Human.
Usha, 16 February, ’08
Always Writing
In the Indian context
Trading in my combat boots
And, yes, i love to limerick || Have tried to master the trick || Of the a a b b a rhyme || 'Tis a joy truly sublime || When a verse comes out slick and quick!
My Literary Journey
The fresh smell of life.
Mind over matter
When you look out, what do you see?
A fine WordPress.com site
and sometimes trying on new ones for fit (and looks)
Tigers not daughters
Vanity, On A Royal Scale
The world through my lens.....
To Share... To Love... What better way than words
One Step at a Time
All that remains.
I like birds
... because a day just isn't enough.
Comics, Cartoons, Writings.
Malayalam mini-series
is what I want my life to be about.
Ponders that I ponder along Pondering Lane
Need I say more?
February 19, 2008 at 5:38 am
Yet I must acknowledgeThat when this ice cracksAnd I shall beChilled to the boneIn pain,I shall be glad.At least thenI would feelAnd, once again,Be Human.how well written!!!!!!! n so very true! brilliance! loved it!!!!
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