Beautiful carcass built-in those hazy eyes,
Withering pain dripping from the corner…
Wooden plank dislocating itself from the core,

Originating from the shaft and then sliding towards the gravity…
Meaninglessness has been its greatest virtue,
Lost is the feeling in the air…
Accepted fate, ruptured belief,

Disfigured dreams, scary sight…
Solitude beckons freedom,
Words hidden behind the closet…
Immersion is the latest fad,
Wish I knew the regulated formulation…
Calling out for peace of mind,
Whispering in this already silenced lips…
Wait has begun for the unknown,
Or may be, it’s for the end…

Rashmi  Yadav
rashmiyadav247@gmail.com