ANONYMITY

There was a pause in time

in acoustic deafness,

You hear nothing.

 

Like a book read by somebody else

highlighted, marked, underlined

your figure puts up an antithesis

of neuralgias and aches.

 

For namesake, cause-effect becomes

timeless.

Mind surrenders to white-and-grey

neurotransmitters

and you want to return to the womb.

 

Life plays a game with you.

Denies, pushes and tosses you around

with nothingness.

Was not the anonymity

a better choice ?

 

 

SATISH VERMA