After the last battle had ended , the most severe one; I entered into a state of long passivity, tastelessness. I was no more a warrior.
"The recluse" in me provided me with a mirror. I used to sleep a lot, and in my dreams I used to look at the mirror, without any wink in my eyes.
With the time passing by , The
quota of sleep as well as the taste-gratification had almost been satiated . My mind got rewired, my thoughts got rearranged.
The
body -mind-soul gradually started getting ready for the 'Final Frontier'.
The 'Revival ' was inevitable. There is no choice. One has to continuously fight ; Fight very well to
get things done in the desired way.
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"The recluse" in me provided me
with a mirror.
I used to sleep a lot, and in my dreams
I used to look at the mirror,
without any wink in my eyes.
My favorite of it all speaks out from the true voice of this writing.. I liked it very well penned...
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
Thanks so very much. I am really glad that my poetry could connect so well with a so wise reader . :.. read moreThanks so very much. I am really glad that my poetry could connect so well with a so wise reader . :)
When depression is our companion, sleep becomes our best friend, like a bear in hibernation waiting for the winter to be over, until the brain is rewired. You used the perfect expression.
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
Thanks so very much dear Ambra for the kind review :)
This is beautifully written. Describes everything so well from a state of hopelessness and solitude you can pull yourself out of the depression with your will to fight on.. :)
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
You got the mood correct ! We have to keep moving :)