Mausoleum of living dead

Desecrated Ideals,
Floundering honor
Crumbling milestones
Down the path of life
Forever in strife
Each step,
this heart bled
Stumbling and fumbling
Confusion reigns high
numb to the very core
No one to trust,
As dreams turn to dust
Each step,
Taken in dread
Sunken eyes,
Drunken stupor
haunting smile
Long forgotten,
alive, yet internally rotten
Welcome to the damned,
This mausoleum of living dead
Somehow I seem to have lost the touch.. though I have written this.. I don’t like it 😦 bah! May be I should not write for sometime..Frankly I chose the title then tried to write…
What I wanted to express was the listlessness that sometimes haunts us… its like u r living and yet u r dead… but ofcourse i failed to express and it became a saga of someone who has lost hope erm :(((


  1. Its not bad at all!!!
    What makes yu think so??
    Let me tell you, Winnie,
    Its really good.
    Loved the Pic.
    Roman Catholic?
    I usually take a Subject and then write on it.
    Try that sometime!

  2. I think there’s some good poetry in there and sometimes poetry works at different levels for different people.. This worked for me!

  3. I agree, there seems to be some internal discord with the poem – but I do not think it corrodes the charm that much. And as for taking a break from writing, I do it many many a time! It helps:-)

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