A Deep Void

by Prof. Swanti Sharma



Cupful of silence and one teaspoon of pang is buzzing ceaselessly. Two button-like-bodies with a gaze of a hawk are looking too far. It seems the building is left with no power The windows can hear the wailing of young ones are left with the ability to decode in the sun. Lifeless life still bears the sorrows Is there some more to come? Or is it the end? Anger is penetrated beneath the debris with glue like tears to cement the worries.

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thanks a lot sir . .

swanti
13-Sep-2013 22:22 PM

Interesting poem :-)

abhash Kumar Boarl
13-Sep-2013 15:07 PM