written by: Manjulika Gogoi
I am, yet I am not
Between the truth and reality lies the darkest abyss, measureless…
Wherein I twirl and twirl aimless… What is fate up to?
Is another ruckus in the queue?
Save me from this, oh please!
The little that’s left of me,
I wish to rest in peace,
Stop this tempest from rising
Calm down the roaring wind from breaking Many a heart, and letting flow the curses within.
Let what it takes to all be who they are, and I, me.
A pedagogue by profession, I am presently associated with a university in north India. I love to pen verses and prose as well. I also love to travel and explore the various socio-cultural settings, meet people and share ideas.