A Denied sigh of Relief — Site Title

A sigh of relief, Is there a right to breathe? Breathe in, the life’s air The air which chokes us Chokes us to the extent of death Are we entities or mere complexities? Yes, we are living Living amidst all atrocities The world outside blinds us The hustle bustle makes us a reluctant listener The […]

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Finally, it is Over

Is it over?

I sat pondering on my couch

Still did I sit to watch

An insect struggling hard to survive

A question kept on striking my mind

Will the insect survive?

Survive to struggle again

Survive to start again

Mind and vision are truly simultaneous

What we see and what we think

Built up their own connection.

Alas! The insect failed to crawl further

Alas! My conscience was full of empathy

Empathy for the insect

And sympathy for my own self

My self stood in parallel to the tiny entity

Was it really the ending of the struggle?

I stood there in a solemn mood

It was a phase of self introspection

Where my mind had its own psychological motion

For a struggling soul

The emotions play a vital role

Amidst all the turbulences

Comes a phase of purgation

Along with a question

What it is to be

Finally Over?

Is it a mere ending of a crisis?

Or is it the mortal death?

Those were the moments

When I knew not whether to continue or give up

Unlike the insect, I kept on releasing sighs of life

The cruel sinews of injustice kept hitting me

The crisis made me hollow

Hollow, yet intact

Broken, yet stern

Fighting and fighting did I meet Justice

Yes, the phase arrived

And I said

Finally, it is over.

A part of me again raised its voice

Is it finally over?

From being a free soul, I knew my limits

From singing songs of innocence

I sing the songs of experience

The vicious circle continues

And the voyage continues

There isn’t any end

For when it is over

A new phase begins

With all its new lessons it comes to us

Till death it’s about moving on

For there isn’t any space for complacency

For being stagnant is prohibited

So, go on with life until you meet death

Go on with life until you have all the strength.

A Denied sigh of Relief

A sigh of relief,

Is there a right to breathe?

Breathe in, the life’s air

The air which chokes us

Chokes us to the extent of death

Are we entities or mere complexities?

Yes, we are living

Living amidst all atrocities

The world outside blinds us

The hustle bustle makes us a reluctant listener

The violence spreads its tentacles towards us

Stop there! Comes the outcry

But the voice is sent to Oblivion

The doors of freedom wait for us

Each individual being caught in the clutches of insanity

Life seems co terminus with death

Even death rings it’s Clarion Bell

To let us come out of the uncanny spell

The bodies become morbid

In this morbidity, there is cruelty

Why does the world snarl at the right person

Why does it throw it’s lusty sinews at us

Such souls never rest in peace

For it is denied of its real essence

A denied sigh of relief

Identities are obfuscated

Yet life goes on

Struggling in its mechanical motion.