Voices of Impurity
By Atri Majumder
We try to feel more than just water from the rain,
We throw away the sun, we lose the light
We complicate the simplest of emotions,
We are polluting the ether, bleeding out the clouds,
We are pushing away the world
To the point of extinction-again and again.
Ignorant, a tired futility creeps on us
Lost pieces of the individual self trying to crowd,
We are always trying to gain control
While the inaudible voices are reaching the stars
Burning out the soul in our self-made purgatory.