DESTINATION
Pravat Kumar Mandal
I am getting ready
For an unknown journey.
I will remain steady
To find my destiny.
The journey starts slowly
Through an intimate path.
The mind feels very homely
I find no one uncouth.
The beauty of silence
I taste at every step
And enjoy a new sense.
Here everyone is safe.
At once darkness rolls down
Eyesight becomes feeble,
A nefarious frown
With a strange visible.
I don't know where I stand.
Those I see are the strangers
In this desolate land
They're the static sleepers.
Is this the hell of pain?
Though no aches prevail,
But a blood clotted drain
And unbearable smell.
None can control the fate
I am no exception.
Now I'm in such a state
That I get perception.
Is this destination
Of mine I hoped since long?
I feel satisfaction
Among the silent throng.
(26/5/2020)
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