I Myself Is Fear... Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

I Myself Is Fear...

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I'm afraid of the morning
I'm afraid of the evening
I'm afraid of the noon
I'm afraid of the mid-night
I'm afraid of the deep ditch
I'm afraid of the high peak
I'm afraid of the front
I'm afraid of the rear
I'm afraid of the emptiness
I'm afraid of the fullness
I'm afraid of the light
I'm afraid of the darkness
I'm afraid of sleeping
I'm afraid of awakening
I'm afraid of the speed
I'm afraid of the elasticity
I'm afraid of time
I'm afraid of timelessness
I'm afraid of the fire
I'm afraid of the water
I'm afraid of speaking
I'm afraid of speechlessness
I'm afraid of the examination
I'm afraid of the result
I'm afraid of the vernal of spring festival
I'm afraid of the winter
I'm afraid of freedom
I'm afraid of bondage
I'm afraid of the transcendence
I'm afraid of the secularity
I'm afraid of life
I'm afraid of death
I'm afraid of her
I'm afraid of me

I myself is fear...

Tuesday, August 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fear
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