Gasping

*This is a poem free of rhyme and I really hope you like it as much as I loved penning it. Happy readin’!

Gasping

By Meher Gandhi

Words like volcanoes are trying to burst,
Out of my heart that’s pumping,
Blood and syllables, all the same.
It feels like my only breath is trapped,
In the web of speechlessness and sleeplessness.

I’ve written and erased and written and thrown,
With my fingers trembling,
Under the weight of committing the sin,
Of being unable to let my words live.
The page is gasping,
For the same breath I seek.
The strings are piling up inside me,
With every storm and every rainbow I see,
With every fine particle of sand I walk on,
With every vein of fresh leaf I see,
With every drop of rain that falls,
And every little butterfly I see.

Something is furiously twisting and turning inside me,
Like the dangerously silent whirlwind,
That’s on it’s way to the empty land,
Of unsaid words and empty promises.
The wind hasn’t stopped blowing,
The words never stop flowing,
In this river that flows like my life,
And my life that goes with the wind.

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You could probably see the adrenaline rush being reflected in this poem of mine. Trust me, my hands were shaking while typing this because I was so desperate to get my words right in front of me, just the way they felt. It feels great to finally have penned down each and every bit of feeling! Not to mention, this is my first time writing and sharing a poem free of rhyme!

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With love,

Meher