A feeling so hollow,

That’s hard to swallow

Engulfs my being

Leaving no clue of what it is seeking


Pervading silence all around

Adds to the confusion abound

As though put in a quarantine

By folks I call mine


How could one not form a connect

Or make no effort to resurrect

The crumbling charm of togetherness

Despite a bond so deep and measureless


Schisms keep lingering, unless you let go

The need to pander to the ego

Sane does recognise the bliss ahead

Unless their emotions are dead


My heart wails for the years lost

In vagaries of moods carelessly tossed

Instead of a chance to script cherished moments

Had it dawned to figure, what negativity foments?


It’s too late in the day

To expect amends along the way

Power struggle has a tendency to hold sway

For those hooked, to remain in the fray


Vacillating mind craves to perhaps fill the void

With harmonious coexistence and altercations avoid

Would it be an overreach to long?

To someone in spirit and soul belong

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