Mapmaker
Mapmaker
What I see
The spatial sea
The temporal reality
All this melancholy
They force me
Questioning constantly
All that escapes my lips is -
Why not quit?
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What I hear
The noises that crowd my head
Messages of inaudible frequencies
Decibels of meaningless words
Questions so deep,
I believe,
I am losing my mind
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I am tired
I can’t write any further
I feel a lot
But …
Am I a failed mapmaker?
With no more pen ink
Scales at stake
The compass losing the centre
Am I a failed mapmaker?
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Akshara