Nothingness The maze of wires as far as I can see Carrying currents of electricity Like scrambled neurons in the brains Unreserved commuters perching on trains. Tragic drama of life- blocked brains, locked paths Inconsistent acts, Incoherent thoughts Uncaring…
Tag: Free writing
DEATH BECOMES ME
Here I lie, all in white. A few wailing relatives and friends and some quiet and curious onlookers crowding around me. I feel like an exhibit in a gallery and dislike this feeling. How did I end up here? Why…
Free-Writing And The Writer
Free Writing People, who love lightly and forget easily, move on without regrets and continue living uncomplicated and uneventful lives. There are no explosions of colors in their days, just a constant monochromatic grey of indifference for and from the…