Whispers of The Soul

By Revaty V Nair

The fading light,

The wind calming my torrid

soul,

A cup of coffee cooling in my

hands,

The distant roar of the sea.

Aware of the turmoil within my

heart,

The tumultuous waves,

A faint echo resonating deep

Within me each time.

A sense of heavy freedom,

An invisible prison,

Shackled by thoughts, bound by

Feelings, limited by opinions,

A seemingly unending chasm of

Numbness—

Life—

A cup of coffee I never ordered.

By Revaty V Nair