Śūnyatā - The Emptyness

Vanity and Vacuum crept into my life,
like a harrowing hollow ending in strife.
Perished are the instigating asseverations
holding the intended consecrations.

Here I am entrapped in an imbroglio,
like a maelstrom that caught my brio.
Eternal attempts to flee
haven't resulted in victory.

Afresh and again, I venture into the pain
albeit the consciousness of impending slain,
Only contempt for me to culminate!
O God! How profound can I deprecate!

Perplexed, I am, in the existent stalemate.
God! You solely can succour me, my mate!