The mist surrounds me
Chokes me slowly
Dragging me to the deep
Where I see
The mist is mirroring me
As if, I am asleep.
I can’t escape the prison;
I try hard yet fall in the trap everytime
Until the moment arrives
When the prism reflects the light
And the truth beckons
As I break the illusion.

(This poem is part of the series titled ‘Journey Inward’, where I am going to publish 30 poems on spirituality, introspection and self-discovery. You can read the other poems of this series from here.)

(I am participating in the Na/GloPoWriMo Challenge 2025.)