The tunnnel

She entered a tunnel

dark and straight

the light at the end

was a long way  off

Seeking Balance

Could not walk

Toe to heel

Balance lost

Not found

Lost her footing

And a little of her

Nerve

I Whisper to the Ground

My son on my shoulders, I walk
Through the crowd at the carnival
I lift him wishing he could lift me
So we could ascend under Mary’s umbrella

Battling through the storm

Nerves clang

Pulling tight

Scrunching

Hurting

Moaning

Eraser Crumbs

Poetry Challenge: Free verse

Eraser crumbs
Like shaven stubble
Swept up to the edge
Piling high
As the mercury rises

Useless

Nervous sweat, limbs like

Jelly, explosion, ecstasy,

Useless, anxiety!

© Apurva

The Other Side of Me

Punch and Judy’s Carribean Vacation (Photo credit: _william)

Do you know,

the other side of me?

Where the grass is greener,

and the soul is darker.

Do you know only,

my second face?

Not like the rest,

the one I keep for best.

The Weary Fighter

The days end so quickly,

But the night end so slowly,

Never have I thought that it would cut through me…

This borderline anxiety.

And yet, the candle still shines.

Hope strikes me through the lines.

Difficult and such a train-wreck life can be…

But nothing can surpass the innate spirit in me!