My Antics

By Paarijat Dey

An inkling of sanity in an ocean of chaos

A muffled sigh in a limitless void

I feel the pain of being an idealist

I feel vain even in this crowded space

A bunch of sorrows

A bunch of cries

I stand here looking at my smile's demise

I reach out for an anchor

And there appears to be none

As I hold onto myself

I feel a little overdone

I like to think that the world is kind

I dream of a place with people of sound mind

I like to think that I matter

I dream of a place where my feelings don't have to scatter.

And with this ode to me I'd like to live

In a world where I'm not the only one to give.

With an inkling of sanity in this chaotic chapter

I sigh with stress

How did the world get so depressed?

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

This poem won in Instagram Weekly Contest held by @delhipoetryslam on the theme 'Trauma'

2 comments