Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Nadir of Hope


Why do I not cry, Oh! why do I not try and cry,
When I run in this midst of nothingness.

No hands to hold by and walk in the night,
No warmth to embrace in the dark's emptiness.
A lie being lived every morning,
And then to get lost in the meaningless labyrinth.

This is the nadir of hope.. and this is how it feels perhaps.
Each day at a time, no hope stirred in it.
This is the nadir of hopelessness.


3 comments:

  1. hey wat hapnd .r u depressed????

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  2. @Archana: Im feeling envious of you right now.. !! I wish to write such beautiful stuffs.. Mummyyyy !!! :P

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  3. Very interesting blog. A lot of blogs I see these days don't really provide anything that attract others, but I'm most definitely interested in this one. Just thought that I would post and let you know.

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