Creative Fusion Poem by Praveen Kumar In Shobha Priya

Nought comes out of nought,
Vacuum breeds vacuum
Unless third hand intervenes
To stir the nature from her deep sleep,
To dig deep to the little hive of thick passions
And create new worlds.

It is all an infinite void
Where nothing sprouts by itself;
It is all a cause and effect world
Where no newness has place;
No creations, no fusions end freshness,
But, still, dull jumps, here and there.

No grass shoots in deserts
Till clouds form and dropp as rain
And soak land with deep passions
From invisible worlds;
Shocks from nowhere bring life's sparks
And creations spurt from absolute nought.

The infinite space is sheer darkness
Where life tinds while lights interfuse;
New worlds are born, creations surface
While new strains break from grey void
Where void is no void anymore,
But a fertile womb of creative fusion.