In Retrospect Poem by Suriya ...

It’s this nothingness that i feel,
Walking down the road,
Stop! Watch the roses in bloom;
An inch from the ground the strawberries,
Cherry red, blush and appeal;
The tenderness in a baby’s arms
I feel, in the foam and spray of the
Evening’s descending mist;
Inside, it’s the nothingness I feel;
Waves of nature’s bounty;
Questioning the stubbornness inside me;
It’s the nothingness I feel
Against your natural scheme.