My Alienation Poem by DASHARATH NAIK

Life in aridity seems to be in dead slumber
In vacant mood I cannot take my stand
For myself blessed with bleeding wounds
And losing my control over angels within

Me cannot stand genuinely upright now
Nothing spectacular can I ever peep
Leaning against nowhere to grieve and
Engrossed me for absolutely nothing

Sparkling although in profound glee
Solitude no longer a blissful niche for me
Time does induce me to be potential yet
My passions gang up to drag me in

Lacking vigourous bits to protect myself
Me unable to showcase talents mine
Footprints scattered everywhere though
Finding my intimate corpse in pallor unseen

I may not wake up again hereafter
To hold precious moments of earthly life
Me failing to fetch a friendly foe even
To enliven my spirit in traumatic agony

©® Dasharath Naik