Thursday 24 September 2015

A LIVING STATUE

Have you ever been stuck in a moment?
Not being able to forge ahead.
"Is this some kind of refrainment?"
I wondered.

My heart burns in fire
And reasons turn icy cold.
Why is mutiny often this dire?
Isn't there someone to hold?

Words cease to flow;
These thoughts and feelings too.
How do we retain our glow?
Bond which was once so true.

Numbness seized my past and future.
All that I see is this inconspicuous 'Now'.
Where is my land and culture?
Things that I lost and don't know 'How'.

What's my reality?
That which is of foul.
Has this become my new identity -
One Living Statue?

- HP