Dead:

Strange it feels, when concentration is nil,
sitting down and soul starts floating on words.
  Somewhere deep down, there was a cry,
“You have not written anything today.
Do you know, why?"

No morning walk, nothing…
It is empty today…
Study, only study was in the head!
Words into sentences tumbled
soul lost in book, important it was…
Sitting down on a chair
In lap, the book was…

Dragged into some unknown world
the head hung loose, the soul was out!
Err…what an uncanny experience it was,
to feel dead, completely,
feeling of nothingness it was!

It was floating and floating, till it
felt the presence of mother approaching nearer!
It is then, that the soul was drawn back
to the known realm!
  She questioned, “Are you studying or sleeping?”
Aware she must have got of dead head…
The soul lied, it was studying,
unaware what it was even speaking of!

Such numbness and headache stayed
a shock, uncertain, it was!
Eerie experience of people trying to connect
all when, it had been dead!

“Dead,” it was, and had said
as it was chewing its food
for smell and grounding of some sort
a lesson or two, probably, to take…

Nothing last forever, don’t you ever forget that!
Stay in now, be, as the moment takes momentum! 

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