Thursday, June 18, 2009

Void

There exists and subsists a feeling of emptiness and the need to fill a void. The writing inked out more void, it failed at exploring the answers. The swaggeringly deceptive eyes told no truth and none emanated from the depths of the heart. But there was no communiqué from the mind to indicate the nature of the void. It is just there, lying in the abyss, nameless, indivisible, invisible…

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4 comments:

Vibhor said...

aah... that deep, divisive deathly, undiscrenable void. the void is our own creation, a child of our mind; a mind left confused of emotion and logic; and we seek and dwell in the escapist comforts of the darkness that it brings; a darkness we need since it consequents (liberal grammar)into a stage of numbness and dormant feeling; and when youre in that darkness is where you should let that free spirit roam; and when she has probed the deepest nooks of that abyss she will tell you to lead by personal example; and you will be an example of the choices that you make.

18 June, 2009 12:38
Rachita Bansal said...

she has been leaving me choiceless and directionless for a while. an evil bred by myself, a carcass of dead emotions.. or, on the contrary, maybe a phoenix which rises from its own ashes.

18 June, 2009 12:42
Vibhor said...

the carcass and the phoenix are bang on the choices i refer to..

18 June, 2009 12:45
Rachita Bansal said...

got u there...

18 June, 2009 12:47

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