Friday, 10 June 2016

i can't write

They command me to write,
But the vessel is deeply void,
I look for signs that help me -
Surrendered I retreat now.

The stars laugh at my plight,
And the moon gleams at me,
Grinning white, they are happy -
For, I am their laughing prey.

Mustering courage, I scowl,
They are defiant to my glare,
Resentfully, I search for thoughts -
In the abyss that can't be trusted.

I am defeated, and injured,
The physical being is alright,
But, conscious self is marred -
This chasm is deep and void.

16 comments:

Kiran Samat said...

And you say, you can't write? If this is not called amazing, then I don't know what is!

Chandrashekar Manohar said...

Yet the void with its bottomless pit
Consumes and chews out
The queues and pains
For the pain is to be realised today to love
To love the valie of pleasure tomorrow
Take solace for there is hope
In yourself and in time
And belief in you surpasses the gapeless scheme of rhyme

Suhasini Srihari said...

Amazing is what you write!

Suhasini Srihari said...

See, Dexter!!! I CAN'T WRITE!!!

Kiran Samat said...

Amazing is what YOU write, I only try.

Chandrashekar Manohar said...

See what little panda yoi communicated, i scribbled

Suhasini Srihari said...

And you scribble well!

Suhasini Srihari said...

You say that you "only try", yet write so well! Amazing is what amazing does...

Chandrashekar Manohar said...

Learnt from you only

Suhasini Srihari said...

And you are my teacher...

Chandrashekar Manohar said...

Sp if i can write (per you) so can you.. Simple

Suhasini Srihari said...

I am still learning, thanks to you!

Chandrashekar Manohar said...

So am i thanks to you

Arun said...

I'm repeating if this is scribbling ???

Suhasini Srihari said...

You're welcome!

Suhasini Srihari said...

Well, I call it so...

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