Orphic Poem by Somendra Gaur

There are moments where he has no words,
Falling short;
Vocally Numb on special occasions,
His psyche is in aghast at how he fails in simplest of things at times,
Often unknown & unwanted drumming sounds are in the back of his head,
Humming the music of life,
He breathes.
The mirror in the dark silent bathroom shows him the face of consternation.
The young man learns to Fail, Laugh and Face.
Austerity along with Pertinacity, Patience, Process & Pragmatism is what he prescribes himself.