All that is…

What is this
That tests my hopes so…

What is this colour in the sky
That repels and is so loud…

What is the rush in the waves
That seems to devour every shore…

What is this…this roar
That silently lurks in every corner…

What is this garden
That doesn’t let the winds in…

What is this speech
That is scared of being mouthed…

If this is what the world is
What then is the release
What is the way out…

What is that door
Beyond the cacophany…

What is that grass
Overly green, like Paradise…

What is this shift
From boredom to ecstasy…

What
What is this world

That lives on in uncertainty.

-Shalini

You may look up the book ‘Messiah’ for my collection of short poems.

https://www.amazon.in/dp/1947697498/ref=cm_sw_r_wa_apa_glt_fabc_DEBD6EFKWMFHY71DGC7X

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