Happier with a virtual character
Amidst the serenity of those summery nights,
Amidst the brumal blows' successive fights,
Those eyes were thirsty -
Thirsty for a sound sleep..
With a mind raising storm -
Storm of uncertainties...
I typed, quavering -
"Will you hug me tight
whatever be the problems' height?
Will you hold my hand
tieing a 'forever together' band?"
'Silence' - from every side....
'Forced silence' - from my side..
Exchange of typings stopped.
Just scrolling and rolling continued...
Amidst serenity of passing nights...
Amidst lonely facing of stormy thoughts...
Scrolling and rolling my fingers
I catched some clips -
The clips that linger,
over my mind
with a grin getting bind.
I whimpered -
"Your eyes speaks in pain,
But you had always fought to gain
success for yourself and inspiration for viewers.
I don't know you, you don't know me,
But can I share my pain with thee?"
'Silence' - Strangers don't answer.
An assumed 'yes', made me happier -
Happier with a virtual character.
A poem from my secret diary.
In this world full of various relations, every individual is always lonely in some way or other. The poem depicts this bitter truth.
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TANGLES OF AGE
PoetryThe pages of this book cage the lines of some poems. Those yarns of lines get tangled with the turns of each page according to the passing age of the poet - "How our age snatch us towards the infinite concentric circles of our thoughts... How we get...
