Sunday, 22 March 2015

Depression

My heart is empty
with only monotony
beats to keep my body
alive and warm.

My soul is lost
in this world of robots
that take me along
with their actions
they call ' right'.

My mind is blank,
clueless of future
or present or past,
as I walk on rope
so thin and long.

I am walking,
running and moving
continuously in dark,
searching  hopelessly
for shining light

I am alone
amongst people I know
in this world of mine,
I have no one
except me , myself and I

Am I mad?
Or is this phase
we call it -depression?
Am I mentally ill?
Why do I long for
love and care
when I have abundance
of it around me?
My heart is empty
with no answers
for questions above.



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