I have a fear

 By Kashif Ilyas 



I have a fear of unending stairwells
And catching glimpses of my past selves
Trapped in their private hells

I have a fear of incoherent men
Babbling about the end of times
Because I am not ready for farewells

I have a fear of long hours
Stretching across time indefinitely
Sketching my life a dull gray

I have a fear that one day I will wake up
And realize I am trapped in a living nightmare.


1 comment

  • “Incoherent men”, nicely put. Liked the thought process.

    Pooja Arora

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