Existence of a Nefelibata
Published in
May 28, 2021
And he silently stood;
Angry, was he? Or numb?
Amidst the smoke of the cigarette that he lit;
He couldn’t find the solitude he longs for.
His whole world came crumbling down.
The cells of his brain revolted,
They demanded freedom;
Freedom from the chaotic disharmony that he lived in.
Was it disharmony? He thought;
Or was it the peace that he wanted?
Peace in chaos;
Chaos in peace!
The possibilities were as minuscule as was his existence.
And he silently stood.
Wondering all along;
Did he even exist?
