Despair - Poem
- Ankush Anand

- Sep 22, 2025
- 1 min read

What is it
That makes you breathe in?
Is it your lungs?
Your nose?
Or something older
A need buried deeper than instinct
An addiction
To taking in
A dose of the air,
A dose of oxygen?
What is it
That makes you need it?
Is it the body?
The heart?
Or just the cells
Blindly spinning energy
From whatever they’re given?
What is it
That needs that energy?
Your brain?
Your muscles?
Or your consciousness
Trying to hold
The pieces from falling apart?
What is it
That makes consciousness survive?
Is it the body?
The heart?
Or is it hope
That thin thread
Pulling you forward
Even when everything else lets go?
What is it
That makes you hope?
Is it memory?
Is it a lie?
Or something softer
Something that refuses
To die
Even when you do?
Did you feel it?
That quiet void in your chest
Pulling everything inward
Until even the ache disappears.
It doesn’t scream.
It doesn’t bleed.
It just swallows
Hope first,
Then warmth,
Then light,
Then you.
Until all that’s left
Is the silence
Where you used to be.
-Ankush Anand
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Awesome work...reminds us of our fragile mortality.👍
Ekdum mast hai yaar
Beautiful
Love this one.. it's like Floating of emotions in the ocean of feelings.
Beautifully penned and still I'm guessing "what is it?"