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Surjabha Pal

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Surjabha Pal

Abstract

Uncertainty

Uncertainty

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Tumbling into a void

an untangled mess of existence

The unwavering persistent 

Weight of uncertainty

The nebulous cloud 

Of looming doubts

Unanswered 

These rampant racing thoughts

Wrinkle my forehead

Purse my lips

Clench my fists

Not sure what for.


These moments are so sudden

So vague in my head 

These unassuming thoughts

Come from nowhere 

when I'm in the spiral

I stravage,

I am solivagant.

Squalls of conscience make silence doom.

No concrete thoughts,

No solid pillar to wrap me around

To root me afoot.


Why?

How deep do we dig?

What do we find?

Mystical is misery 

Not romantic at all.

In the dungeons deep 

Skies of infinity I seek.

Foraging 

For relief

For the surreal truth

For tranquility

For fleeing the grabs of insanity.


In a mood of unreasonable despair 

I try to find 

Raison d^etre 

Trying not to rust beyond repair 

But subtle ones 

Makes me fear the evitable

Hoping to find a trail 

Amidst the brumous woods 

Of what romantics call 'light'.


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