I am a soul like a dry straw, <br />Hovering in the air <br />Between life and death, <br />Between hope and despair. <br /> <br />I am a soulless soul, <br />Having no flesh, no shape, <br />No feeling, no sense. <br />I am benumbed and lulled <br />With the intoxicating scents <br />Of Poppy and Lotus. <br /> <br />I float in the air <br />On the wingless wings. <br />I am a drunken heart <br />Absorbed <br />In having sensuous pleasure <br />In a bar. <br /> <br />I have been massless mass <br />Since the beginning <br />Of the beginning, <br />And waiting only to sink <br />In the Lethe <br />For my own salvation. <br /> <br /> <br />Kolkata, India. <br />6th July,2013.<br /><br />Dipankar Sadhukhan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/41-soul/
