An eternity without words
or lives without eternity
sentences without meaning
no centre within or without
In shadows, haunting of the past
In light, shimmering of the future
I find myself in extremes
of inability to understand
or being able to understand it all
People move on but I stay
Times change but I am the same
The expression has quietened
The words have dried up
The experiences pile up
But the running to or from remains
Lost touch of beauty that overwhelms
lost touch with emotions that underwhelms
all that I do is delay decay by providing
energy to the dark matter of the brain
All that I do is delay death by holding on
to hope that the end goes on like time’s arrow but
an acceptance dawns that it circles like the wheel of time
Art by Stanislaw Fernandes
I think I’m back. Words had left me and due to that, I had left having a word with my subconscious to really know what I was going through. I think I’m back. I think.
Yes, you are back! Keep expressing yourself. You’re an echo of us all.
That means a lot. Will definitely stay and write more!
I think you are too. Lovely piece.
Thank you!
To have your words and you back are wonder-full, Rahul
Really means a lot Neil!
Wow, that’s some beautifully written and introspective piece! I have enjoyed it immensely.
Thank you Simone. Hope you’re all fine!
I know that loss for words feeling.
Yes, I hope mine’s gone and you have the strength to overcome if it ever comes again!
Welcome!