Rishabh Batheja Poet Rhyme

Voices

This is what real life is
Nothing can be an eternal bliss
Said the mouths, you have no choice
Can't remember the faces, just the bleak voice

Where are these voices coming from
My head says this is a common norm
No figure, no silhouette. Just the voices in my head
Tampering with my mind, tearing it to shreds

Want a change, you imbecile!
My head ached, as my body stood still
I screamed to muffle this torment
Followed it to bawl my discontent

To my surprise I couldn't hear anything in the meadow
All this while I was running from my own shadow

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Aqua Marine August 3, 2018 at 4:26 PM Excellant rhyme poem- sonnet like in its form... How we often do torment ourselves, and find we areare running away from ourselves too.... Rishabh Batheja August 6, 2018 at 1:09 AM Thank You Aqua. We are quick to pawn everything negative off on external entities, but later realize that the problem lies within ourselves. I've missed your poems for the last few months. Great to see you back.