pain takes me to places that, poise never told me existed.
every tear gets a little more sweeter, as cracks widen into ambit of separation.
thoughts ravel into my neurons like the Gordian knot
and I merely stare, into blank space….
No I haven’t given up, I am not fed up yet…..
but I do, I do tremble in anguish
loving each part of the glorious ravishing
insignificant dreamy existence in a vast stretched world….
what a beauty it is to exist.