Journey – Poetry
The following poem is a representation of life and its trials. Moreover, it mimics the expedition of the game ‘Journey’ and the many stages it depicts within. From the open sands to the enclosed plains of blue, life is an adventure. It’s a different experience with each passing day, and each phase of life.
I am silent
My mind viciously violet
From a tyrant
I’m trying to escape like the migrant.
Hidden without speech
Not a word or a sigh
The light calls quietly from the beach
The temptation is all but a lie.
A ploy or a trick to breach open inside
Hiding away from the blue lights behind
Chasing me now is the quickening of time
Don’t let me fall into the sands of design.
Falling beneath and sinking now faster
Calling you out is my blind broken laughter
Shielding you now is the deafness behind
Try not to think of the sounds left resigned.
Sounds you can’t hear
– Quick, the sands taking shape
They try to appear
– But now it’s too late.
Too late it is now to bathe in the light
The blue washes over,
The light starts to hide
Hide now you will, but rise up you must
Rise in the end with the cloth that moves forward
Fly you will now with the rhymes that grew louder
Rhymes that grew faster, rhymes that change time
The tunes in the sand that help start your climb.
– Anirudh Krishnan
BSc. Psychology with HR management
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