Click: Cubbon Park, Bangalore © Copyright 2016 Rashmi S. Malapur
Sometimes everything seems worthless
Even my existence.
Faith eludes life,
To walk down the isle of abandonment,
Dressed in heap of obscure thoughts.
Cutting each moment with a blunt axe of heavy breathe,
Happiness a paramour of life,
A feeling of being redundant,
Tearing the picture of completeness.
A smile deceiving yet endearing,
Making me empty.
A vacuum closely guarded,
A stream of stillness,
Cold, numb and pale.
Disinterested and nonchalant.
Picked from the forest and dragged by feet,
Dried leaves wither into oblivion.
© Copyright 2016 Rashmi S. Malapur

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