By Isha Sadiq Haider
Dedicated to the souls of all those who surrendered to their solitudes in the midst of this pandemic…
Encapsulated wholly in the realms of my cognition,
Emblazed by thought to an unknown depression,
Encroached in agony demanding submission,
Endeavouring to fight off my mind’s ignition,
Echoing to myself my worthless ambitions,
I succumbed.
Screaming in silence I gave my admission,
Saving myself by welcoming perdition,
Seizing no value nor fruitful rendition,
Searching within, seeking permission,
Sinking within this solitary condition,
I surrendered.
Objectified completely by my ego’s introjection,
Overpowered by self, setting forth a solution,
Oscillating beneath my barren disposition,
Overthrown by mind without a solution,
Obliging I butchered my own existence,
And Died.
Overwhelmed I glare, as an invisible apparition,
Ordering relief from this haunting position,
Outside my body, I dread my obliteration,
Oppressed and stuck in this intermission,
Obsessing my ego, for another definition,
I disintegrate.
Sabotaged by death, questioning my intuitions,
Silenced by thought, I regret my demolition,
Seizing my carcass for another intromission,
Screaming again with a failed solution,
Shaking midair on this last delusion,
I decompose.
Embellishment by death, a great misconception,
Eliminate all whims from your mind’s emissions,
Empower your mind with heart’s composition,
Emancipate yourself only through ambition,
Embark with triumph on all your missions,
And Live…
A contributor for The Dispatch and The Eastern Herald, the writer is the owner of two K-12 schools in India, one of which has been granted CBSE affiliation. She is an MBA in Information Technology & Finance with several years of work experience in KPMG Tax in Kuwait. She is also a published poet and writer.
