Can this be any more torturous?
What would it be like, to die peacefully, in fun?
What would it be like, to see your soul leaving your body?
Some many unanswered questions.
So, give me back to Death!
Driven to Loss.
I saw it all.
Then came the Orifice of Truth,
Of Nakedness, Madness, and Crookedness.
The Eyes of Stone, Cold heart, Amateurs Mind,
all turned white and wise,
There, I let it go all.
A Lil ray of sunshine
Brings the cherishes of joy
Of morning leaf,
Throws back an unparalleled dazzle.
Paves a Passage unswerving into the soul
Squanders your mind, and leads to tranquillity.
Wordless at the Allure of Creation!
How does it feel to be leaving,
Leaving behind your almost,
after each drowning,
leaving behind your breath,
Realms of nothingness.
Built on august indentation.
Here I am, lost in a void of my own world,
Poetry and flowers only to my solace.
The daybreak doesn’t amuse me as it did.
The only words that still echo,
Those innocent smiles,
Now, a void truth.
Ceasing to exist,
Like a vanishing wave of a deep ocean.
Saandra S Unni
— The End —