unable to carry...

1
After so many days
In the divine hours of dawn
I was trying to dig my skull
Exploring and searching it
Incessantly for muse
2
After so very long
I felt an overpowering
Stench of rotting past
I have seen something
Dead and dark
Lying onto the corner of it,
And kept myself busy
Performing an autopsy
3
Suddenly I heard the meek
voice of my
flaccid breast
“I say stop”,
Ignoring its voice
I carried on with my dirty work.
4
I beheld
The streams of sorrow
Ocean of tears
And so many things
As I went into the murky depth of it
5
Flabbergasted
Irritated
Trying to get outside of it
Yes
I have been shackled
6
Started covering the
Open mouth of it
And again dove
Into the eternal river of muse
With the help of my divine soul
7
Unable to carry the increasing
Weight of it
Day after day
Year after year
As I am stepping towards the
End of my life
I am unable to carry its weight

july 30

rajdeep bhattacharya