At the stroke of midnight,

I rose up against my odds,

Unheard voices and the threnody of life

Mood was like a sharp knife

I walked into the wilderness,

Got unfolded in my own sadness

As I ran deeper and deeper,

The eruption of my emotions

Threw me in a labyrinth

As I touched the plinth

I realized I was evaporated for-ever.


6 thoughts on “  EVANESCE

  1. I get a sense that the situation described parallels with cutting oneself (“deeper and deeper,” “like a sharp knife,” “eruption”). I think that is one of the strong points about this poem. However, “emotions” could be replaced with something sharper, and “for-ever” seems superfluous. Just suggestions though.

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