In bleak voids/enemy of passion

I am lost

and I keep losing

Round and round

I keep spinning

in bleak voids

and brightless stars

attracting anvils on my head

and chaos in my brain

I keep losing

routes and directions

There is a hell

worse than hell

and then there is this void 

lifeless, soulless, dreamless

and joyless enemy of passion

and I keep losing

in this dreamer's nightmare 

I dream to fall

I dream to rise

but I am tied

by weight of mine own passivity

by force of mine own inaction 

have I extinguished my fire 

Light goes away

and the stars hide

and I keep screaming

there is no light

there is no save

I am crushed 

by weight of my anvil

in bleak voids

I keep losing.

-19/05/2025

 Pranati Pathak