in

Obliterated

Far removed

From the eviscerated

Maw of pugnacious humanity

I buzz…

A mute spectator

Hovering over the rim of the world.

Like an open book, the world lays open,

Its spine fractured under

The onus of its bludgeoned self.

Will it recover, ever?

Will it be able to snap its covers shut?

Add a new chapter, a fresh story?

Or, like the inky abyss

Into which mankind has sunk,

It too will dissipate,

Obliterated into oblivion

Taking me,

An innocent witness,

With it.

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Image Credit – Greg Rakozy

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Written by Sonal Singh

Sonal believes that life is a repertoire of anecdotes strung together in a colourful array, like a beaded necklace. The various situations that we encounter, the many incidents of every day, make life a melange of tales and conversational tidbits. And, that is what she attempts to capture through her writing.
She is passionate about writing and is a contributor to several online literary forums and platforms. Her poems and stories have been published in several anthologies.
Sonal is the recipient of Asian Literary Society’s Gitesh Biva memorial award for 2019 and the Prasanna Jena memorial award for 2019, for literary excellence. She is also the recipient of the Orange Flower Award for Parent Blogging for 2020 and emerged as a finalist for the Orange Flower Award for her writing in the arena of LGBTQ+ awareness, also in 2020. In Feb. 2020 she was awarded a certificate of literary excellence by the Asian Literary Society.

When not writing, she manages her HR consultancy business out of Mumbai.

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