[Poem] The road has come to an end


The road has come to an end. This is the end of the beginning, and this is the beginning of a new end.

In this road nothing excites me anymore,
nothing makes me happy,
nothing makes me sad.
I feel numb. Comfortably numb.
Oh dammit did you see,
in this road I lost my creativity.
All the emotions I feel are already made into songs,
this Floyd, that Cobain.

I don’t wanna walk this road no more,
here all I have is broken images, scattered thoughts.
I hallucinate, I see things that signify emptiness.
I see dry leaves, empty desert,
thorny bushes, dry ponds, hungry dogs.
I hear voices in my head,
they are all sad songs, poems,
they all have the same tunes
that of dullness.
Whatever I eat they all taste the same,
that of ocean.

In my sleep I dream I am naked.
Naked in a crowd, sharp eyes on me,
sometimes I try to hide,
sometimes I look straight in their eyes.
It’s my soul I bare,
but all they see is the body.

They come near me,
they touch me poke me turn me around,
lift me up and hang me upside down,
like a freak show on the highway,
they stop by for a while,
some leave too soon, some take time.

This road is not rough,
not worth treading anymore.
This road is perfect, perfection is a sad state of being.
Put the last brick on the wall, creativity ends there.
That last stroke of a brush in a more than perfect frame
is an end to the artist’s imagination.
A book when read and closed puts an end to knowledge,
we stopped learning the day we graduated,
we stopped loving the day we took the vows.

Why do I then want perfect love?
Why do I then run away from crossroads and mazes?
I don’t. I just solve them too soon and they disappear.
It pains when they disappear.
So I don’t bother anymore.

So where do I go from here?
Drift, the world is round anyway.
Alright then, I’ll see you at the end of the world.

There was a freak on the highway. What happened when they saw it? Some just passed by without even noticing, some stopped for a while, stared and wondered but left without going too near. Some were really adventurous, they pulled over, went near, they touched it felt it, spent some time trying to understand. What did you do?

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11 comments

  1. Has it really come to an end? I doubt it.

  2. Finally…it was high time you wrote something deep and meaningful and this is it. There is no such thing as perfection. If you laid the last brick on a wall remember you have another wall to be built from scratch. So it never ends as you have many books to read, many worlds to conquer and much more to love.

    I enjoyed reading this post so much :D

  3. anonymous · ·

    He pulls over
    and listens
    to the voice screaming
    not at him
    but at the traffic.
    Screaming, sometimes bowling over in effort
    pointing out something
    in the jungle beyond.

    He listens
    to the rich, cultured,
    if hoarse at times, voice
    and the perfect diction.
    He follows the manicured finger everywhere.
    Each tree is clear, broad
    but the forest, impenetrable.

    The mysteries of the jungle
    have anyways been beyond
    those
    all who could do is
    to pull over,
    only to drive away
    a few minutes later.

  4. Sameeksha! · ·

    Touching. it feels cynical at first read but I see a new turn from here. May be this road ends. And may be it SHOULD end, so that u can start a new journey. And seeking perfect love? join the club. btw, the logo of the club is band-aid and see you at the beginning of the world. After all, it IS round.

  5. I too feel that the fun is lost somewhere, but I do not look back as it is not in me to not go forward. I take one step a time hoping that the magic will come, breeze will turn a new leaf, I find love from unexpected quarters. I tread my journey with the hope of exciting just roung the courner!

  6. K.M.Venugopalan · ·

    Irresistible is my temptation to drop a few lines here;
    nevertheless, how could one reciprocate to this extra powerful gush of creativity?..It simply disquiets, disturbs and resonates in unique ways..

    kudos.

  7. Nice post.

    I would say roads don’t end. Either you took a wrong turn and will soon be back on track or you are having difficulty looking ahead which I am sure you will overcome.

    Whatever be the case the journey continues…

  8. wow wow wow this iz touching

  9. Wow! This was exactly what I needed to hear (or read, rather). I was browsing google for “everything must come to an end quotes” and came across this. Truly touching. I was fighting tears reading it. Wonderful, just wonderful.

  10. So poetic, full of emotions. I could enjoy the poem.

  11. @Danger Poet

    Thanks a lot, you must have gone through several pages of the search results to reach here. Am truly humbled :)

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