THE VOID

THE DARK ENDLESS PRISON
TRAPS ALL
NO SOUL WANDERS FREE
THE PRISON HAS NO BOUNDARIES,
THEY SAY.
ENDLESS IS THE ROLLING
NO DEATH BUT DECAY
FACES CAN’T BE SEEN
VOICES NOT HEARD
ONLY DARK SHADOWS
WALKING SILENTLY DOWN THE PATH.
THE EMPTY VOID GROWS
WHERE LIFE ONCE GREW
THE PATH VANISHES
AS WE WALK.
EVERY SHADOW A BROKEN LINK
WE ROLL THE STONE
AND WAIT ENDLESSLY,
FOR THE LIGHT.

MANTHAN

IN THE DARK ROOM LIT BY A CANDLE
A BLANK PAGE STARED AT ME
I TRIED TO FILL IT UP
WITH WORDS THAT MEAN NOTHING.
THERE WAS NOTHING MUCH TO SAY.
I SAW THE CANDLE FLICKER,
‘LET THERE BE LIGHT’!
THOUSAND IMAGES RUSHED THROUGH THE MIND,
THOUGHTS DANCED
HIDDEN BEHIND A THIN VEIL.
SOME WORDS TUMBLED DOWN
STOOD BRIGHT AGAINST THE WHITE
OTHERS FOLLOWED
(IT’S THE TREND NOW A DAYS!)
MEMORIES TOOK SHAPE
FRAGMENTS CAME TOGETHER
STORIES FORMED
IMAGINATION MOVED FASTER THAN MY HANDS
STORMED THE SOUL
CHURNED OUT PAINS AND DESIRES
A FAINT CRY WAS HEARD
AS IT LEFT ME,
I CLOSED THE DIARY.