I wake up wide-eyed
only to find myself lost
in the crowd
like a toddler alone
at Times's square on New year's eve
There is a light shining through me
only to be unseen
by others' stress clouds
like a blind's eyesight in the veil of darkness
I feel like a weed in a stream
trying to diverge the current
only to see it come undone moments later
like dividing any number by one
I hear myself
roaring like a lion
only to be unheard
like sound in the quiet of space
I am making
splashes in the ocean
only to be carried away
likes waves coming to shore
I find myself
driving on a cold winter's night
alone and lonely, nobody in sight for miles
like the moon on a cloudy night
This loneliness is killing me slowly
I find myself
longing to be perceived
wanting to shine brightness unto others
craving to be listened
needing to be a rock to split the torrent
hoping to be a tsunami in the sea
Is this too much to ask for …
© Tarun Gupta
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Tarun Gupta
A simple fellow writing stories, sharing experiences, sharing his perspective, trying to do his share of humanity.
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