Friday, October 28, 2011


void in the eyes,
staring in the skies
sorrow laden heart
howls and cries

detachment to life
don't want love or fame
i don't give a damn
about my existence

all seems lost
taken,broken or tossed
hiding myself from winds
in shadow of crumbling walls
waited all my life
wandering in this desert
quenching my thirst with tears
mending the cracked skin with mud

no matter how much i try
can't seem to satisfy
my aspirations and ambitions
have i taken it too high?

yes! i would like to die
but this demeaning death would defy
my struggles,my pains,my strive
for excellence,and pain stricken smile...

Prompt: written for a poetry contest with prompt "there are voids in every body's life but what if the life itself is in a void"
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Chim's World of Literature said...

thats a curious question u raise...what if life itself was teh void, something i have never thought about.

Saru Singhal said...

Once again a poem which can fit well on the topic...Loved the second last paragraph...

The Fallen Poet said...

@Chim's ...that's just a thought which haunts sometimes.....thanks a lot for reading...i am glad you liked it..

The Fallen Poet said...

@Saru Singhal....i really appreciate your feedback...i am glad you like my writing...thank you

Ranj said...

Visiting your blog after sometime. Nice lines. Somewhat I could relate myself to your poem.

The Fallen Poet said...

@Ranj....long time!!! thanks for reading and commenting....i appreciate your feedback...