by Ashwin. S

What is this Emptiness

of soul, of body, of mind?
Seclusion is a total grind.

Time flowed free,
Though now, it levies a fee,
An excruciating wait, you must agree.

So I ask myself, where did those Emotions go?
It happened so quick, I didn't even know
Late nights never fail to show
The emotion Holes; the dullness of tomorrow.

So I fill myself up
The happiness within I multiply,
The raw anger comes without a try,
The sadness of existence leaves me dry,
-but connect, dance, exercise, and let my regained emotions fly!

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