“Abstract Pain” by Santhosh Annabattula

I stand on the threshold of pain
With the autumn rain for tears
Eyes behold the blurred horizon
In all its shades of grey

Days dissolve into oblivion
Time flies past in disdain
People move like puppets
Tied by strings of callousness

All that was once beautiful
Is buried under the ages
As the world crumbles inside
Shattering the wounded soul

Empty spaces grow everywhere
Bred by the seeds of isolation
Memories freeze the heart
Draining the last traces of hope

I stand on the threshold of pain
When nature sings in lament
I let go of my senses
And wait to embrace death.

Picture Credit: Pankaj Tottada

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Team

1. Contributor:
   Santhosh Annabattula​​​​​​
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2. Photographer:
   Pankaj Tottada

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