Search – Simran N. Doshi, Mumbai

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(A short, contemplative piece about a journey within.)

My eyes look
Intently.
Searching for something.
Words maybe.
Mixed up.
Messed up.
Lost?

Or Feelings.
The utter emptiness.
Chaos.
Incomprehensible?

I try to hold on to
The Lost
The Incomprehensible

And

All that remains is
A Void.

Silence.

Maddening.
Delusional.
Unfathomable.

As I tread
Heavily.
Trying
To hold on to the slipping sand …
… Searching for myself.

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