Permanence

Posted on by Ishita Gupta

As the wind blows through the glass windows and the curtains silently whisper
The clock in my heart chimes three leaving the streets of my soul naked
I try to catch a fleeting memory while it slips away into an abyss of thoughts
It seeped into my core like the rain on the ground just before it faded.

With glassy eyes I search for myself in my conundrum of emotions
And the pounding rain brings back haunting memories of forgotten pasts
I spasmodically clench my fingers under the burden of unwritten roles
Wishing for some respite but only for a moment does it last.

Hugging the nightmares of yesterdays and basking in the dreams
Breathing in the unwritten destinies of today I inevitably cycle back in time
A hidden voice caresses my heart and I momentarily let go
My lips softly move in prayer as I beg for permanence in this transient life.

-Ishita Gupta

35 thoughts on “Permanence”

  2. This is really beautiful Ishita.

    “The clock in my heart chimes three leaving the streets of my soul naked “

    Your vision and descriptions are so gorgeously worded. This is why we miss your writing. Bravo Ishita!!
    Love you ❤️❤️🤗🌹Joni

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  9. That’s quite sad but beautiful, Ishita! It’s better to adapt to the permanence of change. I don’t think life has permanent aspects other than death and change.

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Published by Ishita Gupta

I am a girl who has chosen to explore and experience her life through words. Born and brought up in India, I am an avid reader, feminist, potterhead and a Biology student. I am also trained in a form of Indian classical dance, Kathak, and am currently learning contemporary dance style. Writing and poetry, for me, are a medium to channel my hidden emotions and also to create a change in the society. Please feel free to drop your feedback!