Monday, June 20, 2011


Crying for a sign
Crying for some foresight
Crying for a definition of what is
right and wrong
I am not strong, I am not
a pillar
to lean on.
There is no one to speak to
no one will understand
or will they, only too well.

I have only you
the darkness of the night
the quiet whirring of the fan
to keep me company
Do not leave me now
I need you to speak to
to scream at
to claw my way out of this delusion
a deluge of delusion
web after web, wave after wave
I create my own world
and soon it becomes true
It becomes life
and I sit content
on my rocking chair,
pulling at the threads
in the abysmal depths of night
one by one by one.

-- Harish Suryanarayana


Deeps said...

The depth of feeling in this poem is amazing. Keep going :).

Harish Suryanarayana said...

Thanks Deeps ! So you do drop in sometimes ! Good to know :) Hope Snigdha is doing great !

Anusha Mannava said...


Harish Suryanarayana said...

Thanks Anusha :) Nice to hear from you after so long.

Subhashini Sury said...

Oh my god! ur blogging! are u ok?? and that too poetry..oh boy now am worried...

Subhashini Sury said...

And follow deepthi's blog properly..sunny is a new addition :) 2nd one is born :)

Harish Suryanarayana said...

Nothing to worry about at all :) I am doing fine. Random moments of insanity gives rise to a little creativity. This poem in my opinion is one of the best I have written, though it is a little depressing.

And yes bossy sister! I will go through her blog in more detail before I reply to her comments!

An Iengar Chick .... said...

Wow....really deep. Luv'd this.

Harish Suryanarayana said...

Why, thanks chick. :)

Mary Ray Lieu said...

I absolutely love the second stanza. Glad to see your poetry again.

Deeps said...

Didn't see Subha's reply and am lol'ing at it right now :-D.

Harish Suryanarayana said...

Thanks Ramya. Well, inspiration seems to be thinning out :)

Padmini said...

Very nice.

Русские лекарства в США said...

Glad to see your poetry again.