plastic smiles and fake pleasures,
smoky countenances of a hidden sadness,
the loss of innocence dredged up,
floating like scum on the surface of life,
the acrid stench of failure,
an experiment gone terribly wrong,
a stillborn foetus,
a patient dead on the operating table,
hope cut off in midbreath,
a loss undefined,
constant companions…

what is life,and what is its meaning?
redundant questions with no answers,
and the body becomes a vestigial appendage,
to touch,but not to feel,
to look but not to see,
to speak,but not to say..
meaningless words,things surrounding..
happiness,joy,life,friendships,relations,
constant companions..clamour of an unrestful mind..

the feeling of unbeing,
a surreal debauchery committed on the soul,
rejection of hypothesis that fit all equations,
unreasoning,nonsensical..existence…
i float around idiotically in this muck,
catching hold of the pieces,shaping together..
fragments of lost dreams,
the world was changing..changed..
and this zigsaw of complex interactions,
and simplistic theories,
obstinately mundane,and devastatingly significant..
blindly i thrash my hands,
in empty space,one with emptiness,
looking around for the lost world…

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