Is it my madness
That makes me see the truth
Or is it the truth
That makes me mad

Is it my melancholy
That makes me feel the world’s anguish
Or is it the world’s anguish
That makes me melancholy

Is it my loneliness
That makes me a stranger in a crowd
Or is it this crowd of strangers
That makes me feel lonely

Is it my selfishness
That makes you so unkind to me
Or is it your unkindness
That makes me so selfish

Is it my lack of imagination
That makes me feel exhausted
Or is it my exhaustion
That blunts my imagination

Are my feet so tired
From walking endlessly
Or have I stood in one place so long
That my feet can walk no more

Is it the vast empty sky
That stares into the abyss of my eyes
Or is it my dried up, empty eyes
That stare into the sky’s vast


Copyright © 2020, Satyen Hombali

I am an amateur poet. I am retired and live in Pune, India with my wife.
I write both prose and poetry, in English and also in my mother tongue,
Marathi. I publish my English poetry on my blog,


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7 thoughts on “Abyss

  1. So many questions, yet only one answer…

  2. This rejuvenated me!

  3. Well written, intriguing

  4. Beautiful poem. Loved reading it

  5. Great piece!

  6. A really beautiful and refreshing read.

  7. Very nice. I can relate.

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