Thursday, July 03, 2008


There seems to be stalemate in life...
nothing to say ,
nothing to hear
how to bear,
as life tumbles into the ocean of nothingness,
nothingness camouflaged by busyness,
the heart dissolves into emptiness


Tapasya said...

All your posts talk of being 'busy' and 'empty' these days. Accept it, this is real life. Moments of togetherness... of joy... of golden silences...are few....

Nice poem though.

aditi said...


Infact I don't feel moments of togetherness and joy are few. But I can't get over the fact that we all seem to be hiding behind these busyness as a cover to face reality.