Itís a long night; An incurable insomnia that burns bright. Itís a maddening place to be. There is no other place I would be.
An iota of strength; Itís all I need. But I canít find it,
For I donít have any.
A suppressed voice; I canít repress anymore. I have nothing to lose, But I have
a dignity to retain.
An obscure vision, With no sense of clarity. There is no demarcation, Itís nothing but a tragedy.
An unfortunate embarkment, But this is my journey.
All the roads are bent
And I am in search for the blaze of glory.
A wild imagination; And the worldís cruellest plight. Alas! There is no remedy.
Canít get rid of my insanity.
A frantic hope and a willingness to cope. Peril blocks my way, and calamities strike me down everyday.
A state of delirium Where the pain is numb. Itís safe and sound; But I am not free, I am bound.
Suyashi Smridhi Class XII Arts Notre Dame Academy