NUMB
Copyright © SHRAVANI MUKHERJEE
So calm and quite
Like the river before a tide
Feet stuck in quicksand
Not even the last straw in hand
Free falling into an empty pit
Where the depth knows no end to it
Hands of time strike on twelve
Past, Present and Future fight their duel
No eyelash flickers
No heartbeat drums
In a stupor gaze
I am numb and still
Just like the stagnant water
Which never runs up or downhill
