Extant Letter…

Everything is precisely a fib,
Laze under deep, to wake you up at death bed,
For the life , you must,
For the death, its heretofore there.

Shh, don’t cry, you’ll be eavesdropped : schizophrenic.
I wish to sour, to taste the sweet zephyr,
Can i, can-i be unfettered…Unfettered from the chains of anxiety, that lugging me back into the river whenever i try to stand?

Dream the undreamt,
To discern the solicitousness  ,
Inculpate the heat , that burning you with its frore,
Don’t clasp, you need to be bold, to let go or to be unfold!

Grey i be,
For the rainbow of pang,
Am i being me?
Dirge i sang,
Dirge that arcane under my eyes, it comes out when it rains.

One last time, let me cry,
For, i live in ev’ry goodbye,
Fostered a bulwark against misery,
Still, in a forest i lay – to die .

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14 Comments

  • ComplexlyMe May 12, 2017 at 7:07 pm Reply

    Gray I be, for the rainbow of pang… ❤

  • Parul Joshi May 16, 2017 at 5:58 am Reply

    Lovely!!!

  • eliza rudolf May 16, 2017 at 11:56 am Reply

    Inculpate the heat that burning you with frore….💞💞💞💞😗
    Awesome ….!!!!!😘😘😘😘

  • Akash Singh May 19, 2017 at 5:36 am Reply

    Well written. “Still, in a forest I lay – to die .” Remarkable!

    • Sahil Bhambri May 19, 2017 at 11:41 am Reply

      Thank you akash,
      Glad that you liked it.
      Stay blessed 🙂

  • psiberite June 7, 2017 at 11:04 am Reply

    The tropes you have used are so rich in literary content. Anand Bose from Kerala

    • Sahil Bhambri June 7, 2017 at 1:10 pm Reply

      Thats a huge laudation, Anand
      Thanks a lot😊
      Stay blessed.
      Love from New Delhi 🙂

  • Avi Pranish June 18, 2017 at 1:40 pm Reply

    Very nice write man!

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