I feel an inner drowsiness so great it overflows the bounds of self. And I want nothing, prefer nothing, there is nothing I can escape into: The Book of Disquiet, Fernando Pessoa
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Someone peeps into me
(C) Rahul Pandita, 2006
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Someone inside me searches me It runs And then it keeps on huffing Voices strike and turn back Making bonds in the dark of night Embracing the darkness They hide me from myself Inside myself someone trembles Inside me someone peeks My forehead lines singe during the day At night my age falls in my hands Only if the knots of my heart could open I’ll from anguish be set free Someone from a distance howls at me Someone inside me searches me
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Someone inside me searches me
It runs
And then it keeps on huffing
Voices strike and turn back
Making bonds in the dark of night
Embracing the darkness
They hide me from myself
Inside myself someone trembles
Inside me someone peeks
My forehead lines singe during the day
At night my age falls in my hands
Only if the knots of my heart could open
I’ll from anguish be set free
Someone from a distance howls at me
Someone inside me searches me
amazingly beautiful lines Rahul...
kudh ko kaise chupayey aapney aap sey.....meray andar koi jankta rehta hai....
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