Sestina

While going through my old mails,
Some opened...Some still unchecked.
I found a bunch of mails by someone,
From whom, I try to escape and run.


This NumBness is more comfortableE...
You feel emptY & Stable.
But, I feel the sweet pain again,
Like the mud, being washed by the rain....


These mails again took me to the valley, deep...
seeds buried in the core, have started to reap.
They say, they want to grow,
i Say, I really dont know....
          ...........dont know !


The true me is here, In front of Me...
Or, It's an illusion i see...
Occluded is my soul,
between the dilemma & Reality!!


The bubbles around me have collapsed,
Wiped off...the ambiguity in my vision.
Some, I could unconditionally bank on....
evanescent, to mars for a secret mission.


Land below just fractured,
SkY above chipped off too,
My pillars of strength falling in a row....
reason for which.....i really dont know....  
                             ...........dont know !