Sunday, 26 September 2021

ECSTACY


                               ECSTACY 



she hast been reading the same book for months
trying to find life in those dead words
looking for shelter in those false lines


second chances!! they say 
ergo picked up another book by the author
endeavour another chapter
still, the words are lifeless 
the lines are pretentious

the pages are yellow and worn
opening the wounds that were once torn
thew words have blurred out 
the lines have begun to fade away at this point 

 hiding behind the words
finding comfort in those sentences
just complicated long conspicuous words
they all tangled for her to read

                                                        she is trapped in the ecstasy
                                                                                                             
                                                                                pakhi



Inspired from:  When We Collided; By Emery Lord

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