Poetry - Dr. Piku Chowdhury

VOICES

Voices in the head resound They will talk and guffaw loud, At every sombre pretension They sneer and smirk in unison. I try to argue, drown their sound They jump and ride a fluffy cloud Zoom across the fuddled mind Mocking every act of grind. They would flash strange myriad lights Frivolous in their frequent flights, Faces around so distort then Cunning, green, and funnily vain. The world is too much or they insane Making cartwheels amidst pain, Pricking bloated balloons and bubble Of sympathy, faked concerns noble. Sometimes I just join them too Ride the winds with an inward chuckle, My solemn visage they prod in fun As sinews shiver in secret giggle.

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