Dismal pondering


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Falling leaves take over the mind’s eye

Falling, falling their bare veins revolving

Disintegration, decomposition, dissolution, desolation!

Branches writhe in sheer agonization

Blue and black. But bleed? Oh no, not I!

As layers peel, insides bare

Falling away

World turns slow, too slow

Days change to nights, nights to day and night to night

Life go on, I go on

They go on

Feverish in mind, somewhere aches

Undetectable

Numb

Is what happens occasionally

Empty

Is all

Empty

Is time

Empty

Is space

As the bleak, dismal shroud shadows the gate.

Overdone

Is speech

Underdone

The deeds

The string of thought breaks

Spilling over the beads………..

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