An Inevitable End Poem by Sandeep Mandal

My heart leaps up in joy
And flies in the smooth air
Light as a falling feather
That fears not the fall
Only enjoys the lively flight
Driven by its own will; rather
By the bird it parted with.

My heart sinks down
Like a setting Sun that
Paints the western sky with
Pensive hues of golden glory
Before darkness engulfs it
And it's ousted from crown.
I grope for a ray of light,
Stumble over things that
Put me down every time
I try to rise like a Phoenix.