A stillness so mineA Poem by Ayesha
"A Stillness so mine"
I know I am, right now, The weakest a human soul can ever get, Vulnerable than any other beating heart on the planet Probably the most unproductive being under the sun Flawed, up to the brim On the verge of collapsing And giving it up All of it, once for all. I'm the left out one, The one who couldn't keep pace with the rest of 'em I'm the still one Admist these vibrant young energies I am the stagnant waters And breeding in me are foul thoughts. I'm the unstirred mess I know I'm missing out a lot As I stumble through this Not so happening life of mine I let myself get consumed As I lay in my bed And allow myself to rust. I'm that tiny brook The one that lost its way And couldn't make it to the mighty river. I'm that old classic novel In those hidden shelves That wishes to remain stacked up forever And let dust pile on it Layer by layer Turning its pages pale. I know I'll have to rise someday Out of these foul thoughts of mine Make my way through this stillness Let my words echo beyond these pale pages. And I promise I will. But till then, let me be All by myself, in my zone Because this stillness feels more comforting Than any other thing I've ever known. © 2018 Ayesha |
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2 Reviews Added on January 30, 2018 Last Updated on January 30, 2018 Tags: #void, #stillness AuthorAyeshaChandigarh, IndiaAboutI'm Ayesha. A literature student. An avid reader. A writer sometimes. An art lover. And an admirer of all those who have the courage to pen down their thoughts and feelings. more..Writing
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