M.D Dinesh Nair
THE PHASE OF CHANGE
The war with yesterday ends,
Soon a phase of life emerges as the victor
Therefore alone today is born..
When the war with yesterday ends!
We look forward to the notion of a compromise with today!
A galaxy of anxieties is seen around
And no binocular is required to see them
They surround a man who is just on the verge of an explosion.
A caravan of tomorrows is advancing
And it by passes him who is a pedestrian of odds.
Was his war with yesterday a heroic act?
An answer evades his territory of prudence.
After a long wait a rain shatters the land dry
And he looks through the windows of fear.
The war with yesterday ends for ever
But there is nothing else to begin.
A small stream struggles to find its way forward
As new pebbles arise from a slumber.
The war with today is in the offing-
Victors are masked as ever before!
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