A Quest on Overdrive … :)

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



Still waters run deep.

You’ve got to be so, you know.

Else they might cotton on

To the utter turmoil within.

You grope for a soul’s solace

In the depth of your being

Thoughts lost in a murky whirlpool

Far far below.


So you attempt to tackle it

One emotion, one person, one moment at a time.

Never realizing, ever,

Or perhaps, a moment too late,

The silence at the surface, has quite sunken

And shielded all that you need.


Shielded, muted, buried…

All that you needed

To be you again.


And however you may scream

Flail, Urge, Cry….

Simply speak….


You shall never be heard.


11 July, 2017


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...

4 thoughts on “Dis-still

  1. Never say never, is oft said
    After the above has been read
    Still waters do churn
    The depths will spurn
    And to that soul, solace will be fed!

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  2. The distillation brought about some clarity
    Aided by words that were used with dexterity
    But there STILL remains a mystery
    Was this poetry or was it chemistry?


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