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I May Still Wait
The ennui covers me,
Like a black cloud.
With darkness all around,
And utter low visibility.
There are no hands,
To reassure me,
As I dive deep into,
The sea of Emptiness.
The delusion is crushing,
As of yet and when,
A hand on my head,
Brings me to this world.
A real, vibrant world,
Full of life and character,
I discover myself,
Out of the ennui.
I may still wait,
For her to return;
And envelope me,
Again inside the ennui.
Copyright © 2012 Sanjeev Kumar
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Sanjeev Kumar
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