Thursday, June 26, 2008

The fear!


It crawls, beneath the skin,
Loosening, lumps of flesh,
Burrowing deeper,
And deeper, And deeper,
Conquering every inch of belief,
My body becomes a battlefield,
In need of victory and,
A desire for defeat,
The last shreds of me,
Begin to feel the siege.
A part of me is left behind.
The Devastated destitute self,
Unyielding, unmoving,
That sits and broods and longs,
But fights not back to reclaim,
Submitted I stand,
Against myself.

11 comments:

adi said...

amazing, amazing, introspective universal identification. don't know of a human being who won't relate to this!
and do one thing, its a request, pls try to write it in hindwi, will come out truly amazing, m sure.
and never accept defeat, ever.
disown kar doonga nahi toh ;)

human being said...

wow
yes you've beautifully illustrated this feeling within us all...
but see a streak of hope at the end ... it is not total submission...

'Submitted I stand,
Against myself.'

i feel something comes out of this duality...
just my feeling...

Harmony said...

hi deepti!!thats a nice post dear!!

Dream Catcher said...

ufff!! U always have this habit of translating all my thoughts my inner turmoil in words

Manpreet said...

Beautiful,
Nothing more can I say beyond this.

Phoenix said...

Just stand, don't submit. The fear then submits and disappears..

dharmabum said...

a belief can be conquered, not faith.

but the battle that u talk of, well, i know it.

Mampi said...

Tagged You.

ray said...

Hi ,

I was reading ur blog posts and found some of them to be wow.. u write well.. Why don't you popularize it more.. ur posts on ur blog ‘oceanic mirages’ took my particular attention as some of them are interesting topics of mine too;

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Cheers,

Mampi said...

aagey bhi toh bolo na...

vebhuti said...

"of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric, of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry" - lovely closing lines.

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