the fallacy of self

the sun bears the weight
(of a culmination of clouds)
trying to break through,
trying to hang on
to a clear sky
that has abandoned
any thought of light —

i see the silk-green texture of people
through my spring-leaf glasses
and everything seems distant
in the tunnel vision of my truths,

i wish to see, i wish i would not see
at times, when the daylight lifts its robe
to the hues of darkness within,
to the stories that I have kept in check
for long,

i am the fading away of a date, of a month,
of a year, spent in madness & confusion,
writing paeans to a sky devoid of any blue,
for the colours have kept me apparent
to the one who is no longer mine,
to the one, i wish to undo.

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© Anmol Arora

Linking it up with the Poetry Pantry at PU

14 thoughts on “the fallacy of self

  1. Yes, the blue always returns. I often look up at the sky in wonder at its blueness and I am at peace. Even when the sky is grey and turbulent, I know the sky will be blue again.The last four lines are lovely and full of loss, of sadness.

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  2. sanaarizvi says:

    “i am the fading away of a date, of a month, of a year, spent in madness & confusion, writing paeans to a sky devoid of any blue,” … this is incredibly intense and piercing, Anmol!❤️ Others would have succumbed to the moodiness of twilight but not you, your heart is pure and strong raging against the sky and compelling the wind otherwise. I can feel the despair, the pain and longing to be free of shackles of the past. Sigh .. the thing is .. there are times when we must be hurt to grow, we must lose in order to gain because everything that happens in life ultimately shapes us into the person we are meant to be. Arz kia hai 🙂

    “Tum takalluf ko bhi ikhlas samajhte ho ‘Faraz’
    dost hota nahin har haath milanay wala.”

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  3. I love the thought of the sun
    ‘trying to hang on
    to a clear sky
    that has abandoned
    any thought of light’.
    I also love the melancholy of daylight lifting its robe to the hues of darkness within and ‘writing paeans to a sky devoid of any blue’. It’s a job we poets have to do, Anmol!

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  4. I can feel the weight of the sun – that first verse set the tone for the verses to follow. There may be times of darkness but, I believe light always finds a way to shine.

    A deep contemplative write…

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  5. Wendy Bourke says:

    Love it! This is wonderfully written. I like it very much. Beautifully imaged lines. (I really couldn’t settle on a favorite … there are several that are really amazing). THIS IS POETRY!

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