2013 image,Goa
Breathless
I inhale the smoky fumes
And exhale the ashes ..
In a short while
The Sun shall set again..
Today might not be my day..
Anger,fear,anxiety..
Rules!
Mood swings, Unavoidable pain ..
And the fever persists..
Oh Please! No more experimenting.
Choked! Get me a breather..!
Shattered and scattered
Thousands of reflections
Gaze back and laugh
Through the broken
Pieces of glass..
All days are not the same
The Sun shall rise again
And bring in new hope
And inspire
To live,To dream and to survive!
~~payal~~
P.S. Fever loves me so much that its not
leaving..Doctors are trying to figure it out still and I am busy minding my own
business..
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Hope... is the key of Survival...
ReplyDeletePicture is amazingly beautiful..
Yes Deepti..Hope is our favourite word!:)
DeleteOh you will survive with the spirits that you have. A good poem in between.
ReplyDeleteThanks Philo.. :)
DeleteI hate being ill. I hope you get well very soon. X
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Thanks Shah.. I hate it too.. illness sometimes blocks the flow..
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