First Published in the Visual Verse Vol 6 Chapter 06

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That dissonance

that cacophony,

those hushed whispers

are trying you to clamor you

they are trapping you, slowly and surely

and pitching an invisible fence around you

those loud cheers

those blaring noises of excitement

like something new is unraveling,

the air is thick with the smell of victory

with people busy lining

those placards are riding high in the air

heavy with the victorious smell

that sweet musky fragrance

you can hear the foot taping

that synchronicity

how everybody aligns themselves to happiness,

the thick magnet pulling every one

towards everybody

This tide of life

this elixir of happiness

is pulling you in

you are getting drenched in it

with each pore of your existed dabbed

with this serenity

But something in you

some deeply instilled fear

of reaching the end

pain ruffling the surface

has paralyzed you from within

there are yards to go

miles to suffer

the meaning of life, hidden within.

You want to rest

like the wind resting on the leaves

carefree yet so beautiful

your body supine

losing itself to this gentle air

this luxury so divine

Before the next wave of the clamor

rattles you again

you let the ever brewing temerity

in this hurried life

a pause.

–Megha Sood

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