Of Emptiness
An empty crucible cannot be emptied further Even a feeble wind sets it into a coerced motion Swaying with an empty stare without any care Rare streak of resistance cannot stop its journey A facade of being carefree and untroubled Fools the eyes, but the ears do not miss the murmur Of emptiness it bothers about in a lonely corner A world that grumbles about … Continue reading Of Emptiness