i fear the day it ends
BY ramya paliwal
I fear none,
neither things nor people,
for I no none.
An ignorant being,
or maybe just oblivious.
But you can't blame me,
as I am not human -
But merely a glass doll inside a snow globe.
All I know is that
I can't breathe,
But I don't mind
for I never really understood what it truly feels to be alive.
turn of events.
For it came when I least expected it.
Since then I have never been on the same wooden shelf.
Whether it be for the better or the worse,
I am unaware.
But when I see his gentle yet firm hands up there, shaking the snow globe;
I feel a thrill.
With his presence, the dormant life I led so far
is far behind me.
I merrily accept my fate
when I become an addict to this newfound excitement.
I wait patiently for further enlightenment.
At that moment; I believe I am human.
Finally, I have gained something
Now, I fear the day it ends.
When he drops the snow globe and the glass shatters on the ground.
My newly found paradise
is on the brink of its demise.
My hope - a wish of an innocent heart
is sealed inside an hourglass.
May the last grain of sand never fall.
But I fear,
it's only a matter of time before hope exhales its last sigh,
under that pile of sand and dies.
An unending loop of emptiness,
I fear the day it begins.