I never ever thought in my wildest dreams that I could possibly write a poem, and one so serious at that! Again - as I said in my previous post - the exam effect!
Anyways here's the poem -
A hurricane…
Questions burst forth – and crowd the mind
No answers in sight
And we continue living, like we always did.
A heart-rending wail here, a brave smile there
Their positions – inexplicably interchanged
From there comes a realization…
Its pain for the other,
But for the first, a helpless curse of watching that pain.
We are so detached –
Is it hypocrisy? Indifference?
Neither! Claims the brain – and life goes on.
And yet, the mind falters…
Words spring forth where they never did
A different emotion –
Fear and apprehension, under the guise of nonchalance and a purported distance.
The brain claims to do its bit
For society, for family… for oneself?
And yet…
Other things claim precedence
Exams, submissions…
Things as mundane as lunch and the heat.
A deja-vu – of when ajoba died.
Random thoughts – some old, some new
The ability to forget, and get on with life
The same self doubts, the same questions.
The same tranquility?
Perhaps – says a small voice.
A new spring perhaps
Or a new appreciation of those perennial flowers.
A thankfulness – for the spring
And a hope – for the brave smile to persist.
