Friday, December 11, 2015

Collapsing Chaos

(Image Source: Sulaiman Sait)


soaring high
rising in herd
collapsing chaos
willing to be heard
days and nights
a rush for the berth
no time for love
nor death and birth

wings do flutter
a few tear away
in noisy clutter
hope hides it ray
needs taken for granted
greed has its say
chasing nothing
we've lost our way


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22 comments:

  1. Most who follow this route end up in frustration. Be original. Be yourself.

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  2. Such Potent imagery. Dunno why but this reminded me of freidrich Nietzsche's 'slave morarility'

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  3. I'm working on finding my way back to myself. Beautiful poem, Amrit.

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  4. Chaos has no other way but to collapse . Brilliant rendition .

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  5. Sweet & Interesting post here. Thanks for your comment on my blog.

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  6. Losing our way is the very essence of chaos - beautifully illustrate here...sometimes it is better to fly with the flock

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  7. ''Chasing nothing we have lost our way''. So aptly concluded a fact.
    Thanks for participating. Keep writing :)

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  8. Very well written. Loved the title of the poem :)

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