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A Moment to Myself

In the helter-skelter of
tumultuous existence-
when life becomes a grind
and mind goes awry;
I aspire for
a moment to myself.

When the swirling cogitations
in the recesses of the brain,
hangs like a catacomb
from the shriveled leaves
of my dry heart,
I crave for
a moment to myself.

When the vices of the world
smothers my senses,
and numb silence pervading around
shrieks like an orphan,
I long for
a moment to myself.

When the deep chasm 'within'
exposes my lacerated 'self'-
pining for long-lost freedom,
I need
a moment to myself.

22-Apr-2001

More By  :  Lalit Kumar

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