K.K. Srivastava
UP, India
Terrible unhappiness, the wonder of it
death wish pushed on us unhappiness and life
two sides of one darkness darkness is no experiment.
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The outside pressing malignance of light flies numbed with waiting for long appallingly we feel like
a dying coal receding slowly.
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Newness of the room always the same
vying for the most helpless thoughts of unending roads keep musicing us.
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Life needs big hands to tackle it’s vagaries
what alters these vagaries credulous and waning stillness answers really matter little.
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Happiness is no virgin
let us not suspend assertions of existence,
dawning on itself is not waking to ourselves.
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In the idea of distance limping away is no anodyne unhappiness is a secret art though evolved so much
we still stand so still.
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It stands
it sways where it stands
all that is left before us is horizon
our screams don’t reach there.