Destination Nowhere

Destination Nowhere long poem

I read a book

it doesn’t seem to end

thousand pages I have read

and yet the end is nowhere near

characters keep appearing and vanishing

no apparent design no apparent destiny

sarcasm without wit

irony without intent

maybe I should finish this chapter

close the book and pick up another one

Perhaps I have to read this one

cover to cover

a trail of talking pictures

it seems like the soap opera

it never ends

new twists, new plots

new actors for old cliches

facts stranger than fiction

no sir, no truth here

just an unabashed indulgence

no shame, no remorse

take it or leave it

but leave it i can’t

the reels keep rolling

am glued to the spot

till end credits roll out

I witnessed death the other day

a giant came from behind my left

missed me by a few feet

carved an arc towards my right

mangling everything in its way

for a moment there was deafening silence

followed by a wail from a child

then the honking to get out of way

people rushing to destinations

destinations important than crushed humans

I stopped for a few moments

then continued on my course too

shaken but not stirred

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Nothing enthralls me anymore, Nothing surprises me anymore, I know not the depth of my own soul, nothing allures me anymore..............
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