FROM QUESTION MARKS TO FULL
STOPS - An account of her death
"...That's how I ended up in this forest.
It's been 7 days. I've thrown my phone
in the river. I don't know where to go.
My food supplies are ending. I am
afraid to go to the city. People might
start asking..."
//caption-
"Why do you fear oblivion?
when you still have courage
to adorn your soul with
achievements," said
her long lost
confidence.
-
I thought I was a blessing
But I realised,
I was worse than a curse.-
She was a moon indeed,
born to shine in the dark night of an oblivion..!!-
//oblivion//
Here I am, back to the oblivion,
accompanied by murmuring willow.
Erratic heart beats singing lullaby
and nothing left but the barren sky.
Deep inside this perpetual veil
riding fast to the space of aisle.
Spiraling long, where do I hold?
Hands captive, air getting cold.
Veins stopped rushing almost
Soul was to wave the ghost,
No way back to where I was
Abandoned breath in every pass.
And then I gulped the thunder
to the whirlwind, I surrendered.
And far below a light shined bright
More than ever, my hope had ignite.-
Isn't it an irony that we take birth and die both in oblivion,but we try to live vigilantly at the cost of our chances of being alive?
-
Let's dance to the beat of oblivion,
that today I don't feel like crying about your departure.-
i want to disappear
in the oceans of nothingness
where melodies of oblivion
are sung aloud.
to make one sleep
in the lands of nowhere.
to make one forget,
the shape of love,
the voice of love birds,
and the sighs of loved nights.
where flowers are dry,
where sun and moon
do not rise.
where the breeze isn't striking
and the colors are grey.
to make one feel
lifeless
and feel things,
revolve around motionless.
to take one,
to a place
where hurt
is not defined
and not felt like hurt, anymore.
//free//-