• Rahul Mahesh

THE SUBTLE AND THE SOLEMN

My mind is thus confused,

Passions seems to be waning.

An excitement that once overwhelmed,

Seem to have been missing for long.

I scream, I cry, I seek and regress,

Into this endless and vicious cycle of misery.

For now I must walk away,

I feel it within me do thus.

In all of lowly life we lead,

I find myself to lead one so unfulfilling.

I might not see the end of days,

In that I must find something amusing.

For what do I strive so?

So hard that I have ceased to recognise myself.

For what do I fight so?

Waging a war towards a defeat, grotesque.

For in moments I realise I might not become,

An ideal version of others’ visions.

I know I might not be one,

One to come to terms with their convictions.

I see lives around me, bludgeoned,

By these conventions and shackles.

Prisoners of their own minds and society,

Labouring through a life so beguiling.

They say I might not be what I can,

They said failures is a stepping stone.

But to live a life in such turmoil,

Of constant failure to be one and whole.

Contentment I seek not souls besides me,

Subtle and solemn is my feeble heart.

There is no happiness in these parts of my being,

Save the momentary passe of sombre sleep.

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