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Inner Void

Mar 30, 2025
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Updated: Jul 10

A hole in my chest, a void in my mind,

Lost in a world that feels unkind.

I chase, and I run, yet fall behind,

My purpose fades, too hard to find.


Working like a dog, no rest, no sleep,

Feeding my life to a promise I keep.

My art is starving, my heart’s not fed,

Dreams are burning while I sit in dread.


Man in beanie and denim stands on a snowy forest road, looking uphill in a quiet, moody scene.
Cover Photo by Pankaj Tottada

Where am I in this endless race?

Why do I bow? Why give up my place?

Should I surrender, or should I fall?

Or was I never meant to stand at all?


A journey to glory or a path to despair?

Each step feels heavy yet leads me nowhere.

My hands are tied, my voice is weak,

I scream inside but dare not speak.


Will there be a change? Will a light ever break through?

Will I rise and start anew?

When will I smile, when will I see,

The life I lost still waits for me?


Where is the peace? Where is the war to cease?

Or is the end my one release?

But if there’s still a spark in me,

Perhaps there’s more I’m meant to be.


So if I fall, I’ll rise once more,

Step by step, not keeping score.

I’ll feed my art; I’ll free my soul,

And piece by piece, I will be whole.

Credits

This poem was written by Nikhil Narayanasa, photographed by Pankaj Tottada and acted by Hareeth Chiluveru.


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R.S. Chintalapati
R.S. Chintalapati
May 13
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Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

I was beginning to wonder if you would make the turn at the end. Was glad you did. To write such despair in rhythm only to fail and not pick yourself up again would just be tragic. Glad it’s not the case. Loved it Narayanasa ❤️

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narayanasa Nikhil
narayanasa Nikhil
Jun 20
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Thank you Ravi, this is basically me ranting and self consoling, I just made it rhyme and it became what it is...

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monika alwayshigh
monika alwayshigh
Dec 10, 2025
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Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

A heartfelt reflection on the silent battles we fight each day, this poem captures the raw weight of endurance and the quiet hope that keeps us going.

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