As dark as it seems,
It might not be.
Lost is what I am,
My mind is not free.
Preoccupied-penetrating thoughts:
Like a brimming balloon awaiting rupture.
My mind awaits,
For a glimpse of rescue-
Like a knight in shining armour.
Unheard, ignored, broken,
At the failed attempts,
Inability to attain closure.
Thoughts so loud: haphazard,
Sunk in my mind,
Like foot in quick sand!
Again I am there,
Exasperated to flee this place
To escape and find solace.
I know, I know, peace begins inside me,
I know, I know, escape is not the key.
I’m scared-
To face the ferocity:
Of the wild winds.
To throw the weights,
I need some strength,
Though the strength lies in me,
I am scared to go, to that length.
I am scared, with my heart fluttering-
Not the one with butterflies,
But, with despair and fear
Ignorance is bliss at times,
But not everytime,
I want some closure,
I need some peace!
I don’t seek-want or need,
Hoping solace is there for me.


19 thoughts on “SHADOWED

  1. Prateek Kohli says:

    You make me wonder how could words so deep flow with such ease. The first couple of lines itself had me intrigued enough to be glued throughout the rest of the poem. And then Shambhavi’s unique style of depicting the struggle of thoughts on crossroads just took the poem higher (than even the coconut trees) πŸ˜€
    As always, hats off to you, Bohemia πŸ˜€

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