Now here and the next moment there,
My wandering mind sometimes go nowhere,
Creeping nothingness wraps it like a wire,
Making me stare at the ceiling in stupor.
It freezes in to instant blankness.
I bang my head to come out of that blanket,
Oblivious of the crowd around,
In the company of nothingness to surround.
The end that streak stretching to eternity,
I am neck deep in to the state of taciturnity,
This nothingness is truly everything,
As everything here will turn in to nothing.
If I get lost in nothingness’s deep abyss,
None will trace the memory of my face,
Am a two legged homunculus in vast space,
Where the vast sky and this earth interlace.