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Madness
by Vijay Nath
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  Woken up by a touch
from my sleep to see nothing
Was it a dream or just a hallucination'
Felt a movement behind me
Was it a footstep or my foolishness?

Looking for those eyes
which were haunting me, all my life
Listening for that voice
which always envelops me, all along

Searching for that footprint
which led me so far and, left me alone
Waiting for you, knowing that
you will never come to me'

Senses have been overpowered
by a sensual feeling, sensibility
taking a newer dimension
What is happening to me, whom to
ask; there are many questions
without any answer'

Every moment I take a vow
never to fall in the trap and
never to delve into the depth
Every second I forget about
what I have pledged and get
lost in the labyrinth of my past

There is nothing alive here
There is no life here
There is nothing moving here
Except the tension which mounts up
like the violent waves'

All around me are mirrors
Which reflect my life and make
me horrible with its stark nakedness
and horrifying honesty which makes
my nerves numb and drag me alone
with it in those dusty corridors...

Struggling hard to escape
Troubling much to be free
Striving to drive it away
And run away from it, far away...

July 17 ,2005
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