Fresh Air

The intermittent noise,
inside the smoky zone of mind
turbulent waves 
of midnight loneliness 
in the uncalm sea of heart.
The summit of hopelessness,
resounds the echoes of guilt,
the flavours of Jasmine 
outside the windows,
could have become a disruption
or at least a diversion source,
to put a full stop 
to uneasinesses, 
cocktail abstract thoughts 
but it failed 
like the failed fantasy.
How long the stagnant taciturn 
night lamp will be the companion,
no body knows.
The heaviness in heart,
craves for a breath of fresh air,
an escape route 
but who cares!


Kamakhya

Image Credit: Google 

4 comments

  1. thelonelyauthorblog · September 24, 2019

    Wonderfully expressed

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Springstart@life : Kamakhya · September 24, 2019

    Thank you so much bro ,happy times !

    Like

  3. GILDASPOEMS · September 25, 2019

    Beautiful!

    Liked by 1 person

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