INDIFFERENCE OF A SOMEONE

I have been walking,

Crossing the paved causeway

With amazement in my eyes;

A dual feeling

Of awe and wariness.

But more than anything

It was this gnawing

Indifference.

Sipping the warm afternoon coffee,

Trying to let the world

Sink into me,

Trying to comprehend

All that mattered.

I have failed.

I have been living before I was born –

A life of pulsating energy,

Never knowing that

I would die with my

Birth into nothingness.

The dead yellow macabre

Leaves of Autumn

Too shy away from my company.

Neither do the long stretch

Of the cemetery walls

Agree to share their

Hidden secrets.

Everything passes by,

Everyone passes by,

I stand watching,

Letting it all pass,

Letting it all flow,

Tied up with my

Indifference.

What if it does not

Matter?

Even if it does,

I am no one, nothing,

To make it all stop,

Stand and stare me

In the face.

-            Sanchali Ghosh

-            21^st May2011

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