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The Struggling Soul

I stay there mum and numb!
Sitting with my chin on knees curled.
The sky is about to shed tears-
As it sees me wearing fears.
The silence is getting too loud to bear;
And the cold emptiness is making me shiver!

The only thing living in my head is death;
To the Almighty, I'm losing my faith!
Darkness comes crawling and tickles my toe,
The warmth in me is long gone, everyone is a foe.

A black hole of struggle between death and life-
Making my soul weak and curled inside.
They call it strength as it doesn't show on my face,
My soul is indeed succumbing to this weakness.


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  1. Arish Dhawan27 February 2015 at 02:22

    Ruchi Rai?
    Mera n rishi jeso ka kya hoga if u start writing so well poetry? Competition? :o

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    1. Ruchi Rai27 February 2015 at 04:07

      Just an amateur attempt! Tum log hi toh guru ho! ;) _/\_

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    2. Unknown27 February 2015 at 07:31

      I agree with Arish. But, then again, I always knew you are going to excel at whatever you do in life. Some poeple are not competition for people like me and Arish. They are at a level much greater than any of us. They are the poeple, rare species indeed, who later turn out to be authors who write classics. So, if you ask me, I wouldn't ever mind getting beaten mercilessly by you in poetries or any other form of writing. :)

      Great poetry by the way. I really enjoyed reading it. :)

      Keep Reading and Writing

      ~RP

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    3. Ruchi Rai27 February 2015 at 23:38

      Thank you so much :) I am just an amateur, attempting to give vent to emotions! :)

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