All sad and prematurely done

ashen smooth sun kissed skin,
cupped with pain, melancholy. wretched desolation.

intense almond eyes filled with skepticism towards existence
drowning in emptiness and losing everything. .

past creeps every now and then,
like a sudden zephyr warning of a possible quicksand.

reach out for a shoulder and yet find none.

I need no anchor, I need no hand.

This is my ignored karmic life all sad and prematurely done.

I yearned for the alabaster tone, an iota of recognition.

Do I owe this life, questions my wavering mind.

I am just a living zombie, 

all sad and prematurely done.

- Sid

@siddheshgarg