“Keeping life so close and out of sign
No-one for hours sets a foot outdoors”
I have a cocoon called “me”
This is where I belong
May be that’s the reason, “why?”
I cannot belong to you
I pass every place I have been
Every person I have met
I see myself as one of you,
But I am still crowded alone
I suffer from worldliness
And I suffer in silence
I feel the adience
To break the boundaries & fly limitless
But I fear belonging nowhere
I don’t deny myself this struggle
I don’t deny my survival too…
I hear my own silence
Screaming its way to my conscious
Twisting it and leaving it blank-
With questions, unanswered.
5th Jan’10
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