Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: Pooja Abhishek Shukla

nothingness

..I maybe a figment of imagination…
I maybe a shadow of the past…
I maybe the evil turned inside out..
I maybe the truth worn out…
I maybe the fierce will to live…
I maybe a desperate desire to die….
I maybe the smoke of the pyre…
I maybe the incense for the Higher…
I maybe the most ingenuous act…
I maybe an ingredient for defect…
I maybe the wisdom of seers..
I maybe the vice of peers…
I maybe the boundless joy…
I maybe a cause to annoy…
and I float through ages…timeless… boundless…untouched…unexplored…into nothingness

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