A Poem by Rajwa

self detachment.


My mind tends to take a break and detach from its essence.
No entity on spot.
I space out, think of non.
Scan my surroundings and question my pre-free mindfulness.
Suddenly everything seems vague.
And all turns grey scale.
I question if I have ever felt pain, I question all the decisions made.
I question my silence with unknown humans.
And my silence with those I know.
I question the procedure taken to communicate.
And for a second I wonder, maybe if we don’t speak, it would be more peaceful, and we will all speak without constrains or fear.
If the world went mute, how would it all be?
I stupidity all the wars, I stupidity all the conflicts.
My mind overgrows this world.
And for a split of second, I wish the whole universe shares the same state too.

For a moment there I make this world perfect.


© 2016 Rajwa

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Added on April 29, 2016
Last Updated on April 29, 2016
Tags: #humans #static #stillness #free



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