Name My Confusion | Poem

Confusion made his masterpiece! –Shakespeare, Macbeth

Hands shivering, heartbeat fasting, uneasiness,

What have I got in moments of stillness?

Dialectical every feeling & emotion fast,

To react in worldly manner,

Hence, I am unacceptable.

Gloomy, happily, accepting environs,

And, nothing goes to anything,

There is a high and a low,

No more! No more! No more!

What desires, wants, loves,

What! Holy heaven happening?

A rush of pain!

A cluster of intensity!

What is it?

Is she calling me?

She’s affectionate.

She’s caring, right now.

Save me!

Destroy me!

End this stigma!

Name my stigma!

Name my confusion!

Waiting, I am?

Patient, still from centuries…

©Suraj Jangid


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