There is something that is
wrapped around this sense of nothingness
A struggle to realise whether there is anything at all? Or nothing?
And each present moment brings everything together - things that are near, things that are in the distance
You can't really tell what is what
Everything feels achievable but nothing feels attainable
And the more you have, the less you can grasp
The hunger grows after every feeding
And screams of the infant get drowned in the silence of the adult
The complications of life get drowned in the simplifications of death
Go higher, go under
Get diluted, evaporate


© Saibal Samadder