• Vol. 03
  • Chapter 07


It cannot be heard, it cannot be touched and neither can it be seen,

It lies there, silent as ever, yet augmenting in its sheen.

Odious as a demon, it casts a shadow over my achievements,

A regular visitor of all seasons, it hardly leaves scope for treatments.

Stripping down my ability to remember,

Whether I lie awake or lay in slumber.

Through years, months, weeks, days and hours,

While I clasp and grapple, it changes its covers.

It lies there increasing in its degree,

I wonder if it will ever set me free.....