Fascination always finds its abode within me,
For words are nothing but inestimable scribbles on wood,
Yet I observe myself drowning within them,
For their beauty cuts across,
And to see someone discover a glimmering in my ink,
would be my greatest reward.
Agamjot Kaur
June 2023
Vessels of abyss we are,
Always seeking something from each other,
Making endless attempts to fill our barrels,
A moment of silence,
To realize the fallacies we live in,
To realize that emptiness fills us,
How can we give something which we don’t possess?
Things which none of us possess.
What we seek lies within,
Search deeper and deeper, in quietude,
An unending treasure awaits
within.
Agamjot Kaur
June 2023
I am lost in a reverie, just in hold yet afar,
It promises me something, a delusional aplomb perhaps,
A fugitive flutter of grandeur felt inside,
I am pulled back, a realization in pain,
The world is a deluge of masked chaos.
Agamjot Kaur
April 2023
Cold laced every inch of the howling gale,
As her shivering glance fell at the bellowing Stygian clouds above her,
Nothing but fear in her black widened eyes,
As if her worst nightmare played in wild reality,
A storm brewed within her,
Held back, as were the drops of life above,
A moment and her tenacity collapsed,
She could not take it any longer. The hunger was overpowering.
And the clouds burst overhead.
Was this her fate?
Was she condemned to this?
She wondered in gasping sobs.
A mere child at heart, but with a mind of age
The world had forged her this way.
She sat squatted under no roof,
Her belly grumbled as the thunder rumbled.
No one beside her, loss had come her way a long time ago,
It had almost consumed her.
She had seen everything,
And it only made the present worse as all of it came back to her.
Each night spent with a stomach void and yet filled,
Each day she had been spat upon, like a matted rug in the dirty corner.
She no longer cared.
Pain had dissolved and flown down her wet cheeks.
It was easier once relieved.
Agamjot Kaur
In a sullen mood I sat,
For I could not go out,
I heard its trickle,
As I crouched on my couch.
But what, what could I do
For I was not allowed
I cried as I saw the tears fall from the crestfallen clouds.
I glanced back, a final look at them,
And then I stared at the void of the eternal sky,
I saw the dark patch fade.
It ripped my heart right out.
The clouds skimmed through the sky
And left me in a dismal bout.
Agamjot Kaur
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