Storm

I stand there grasping to breath,

as i see my life swirling into a storm.

unable to stand,

as my burden pulls me down.

unable to listen,

as my inner voice is nothing but a cacophony.

unable to scream,

as m deafened by my own silence.

unable to cry,

as my eyes are droughty.

I dont want to be this numb anymore,

as my pain demands to be felt.

Awaiting for a drop of hope,

to quench my solitude.

All that remains now is a mess,

as my life is now,

nothing but an enigma.

6 Comments Add yours

  1. Well expreed!
    Life is full of ups and downs and we learn to balance as we proceed on our own journeys.

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    1. Maanya says:

      Learning to balance is what makes life difficult

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  2. VAIDEHI U says:

    Words are truely heavy….but still they are so touchy that it melts of heaviness of thoughts…..Indeed Storm the voice of everybody
    #Manya

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    1. Maanya says:

      Storm arises in each ones life.we just need to get through it at any cost rather than quiting.

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  3. Sumana Roy says:

    Inner grit is stronger than any storm, hopefully. A nice one.

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    1. Maanya says:

      Thank you so much ma’am😊

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