A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)



Suns burn with the
Irony of a knowledge
That blinds.
Light. So much light.
But never enough
To chase the shadows.
Yet, always too
Much to let
The Shadows be.

Times when I need
The Shadows
I’m blinded.

Else, it’s the eclipse
Where I exist.

Hither and thither
Emotions scuttle
Like roaches fleeing light;
Or perish,
Moth to flame.

So, each night,
I flood my room
With light.

For only then
Can I be lost.

Or found.

21 December, 2016


Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

2 thoughts on “Limbo

  1. You’ve titled this ‘Limbo’
    But it could well be ‘Shadow’
    For it to exist
    Light must persist
    ‘Cos Shadow’d be in Limbo without glow!

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