Poetry

The Abyss

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First, I was bereaved,
and I pleaded her to speak
Then I was torn,
for her quietness was like a storm,
and before I could comprehend
I realized my world was coming to an end

Your assumed silence,
your indifferent stature,
your unperturbed stillness,
and the uproar in your calmness,
all staring my stupor soul,
as if a tangent was drawn
between our world

The ravine has a rage,
I tried to escape,
but was caught in a cage,
I screamed without a voice,
I wailed without a noise,
and like a fool,
I held to her imaginary dangling thread,
trying to find the end
in some labyrinth descend

She witnessed the turmoil
Yet she chose not to speak
for she was long gone from the world,
yes, she had deceased,
but his heart refused to let her go
and kept searching her
in some meaningless abyss

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40 thoughts on “The Abyss”

  20. I can feel the pain and anguish of holding on to the relationship which is long dead.
    How we hold to the last scraps of relationship hoping to turn better.Very nicely expressed Shantanu

  25. From being alive to her death you seem so shocked and worried about your own life coming to an end. She was the one who left this earth. You use incredible methods to show how hurt and lost you feel. Great writing again Shantanu !

  38. My pleasure! Exam is done, perhaps not as good as I wanted it to be but it’s done now and I can finally relax! Thank you for asking!! 🙂

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