And then you woke up. And you saw me. I didn’t Know I was here, maybe I wasn’t. But you did see me, very very clearly (at least you seemed to). And yet I was not there ,I was visible, maybe, but I didn’t know of my existence. I wasn’t there yet? I may exist for you, but am not sure of my existence. I feel am not there. A wisp of sand. Out of nowhere. Yet I remind you of something, something long ago. But I was there Ofcourse I was there. You saw me. You couldn’t hold me though, nor touch me. I was sure that I was there. Yet I was not. Not for everyone. No one else was there. Just you (maybe me?)
My existence is questionable No one I know knows of me You know of my existence, I don’t.
And yeah, I don't normally post my poetry on my blog but since the theme is similar, here it is
Existence questionable
Disappear into nothingness,
I do not exist.
My body devoid of soul.
Sucked into a never ending hole,
the world is meaningless to me.
Disappear into the darkness,
the darkness is so thick.
Here I belong.
Disappear into lonelyness,
lonelyness is a friend.
Me not scared of it.
My isolation complete.
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