Sudam Panigrahi

(26/01 / Jharsuguda)

Why not once again


Ah, that was a time,

When we were in chime,

Singing rhyme after rhymes

When we were in prime.



Eyes were euphoric,

Our language was the same,

As strings produced same music,

And we’d see, hues, the same.



In sleep, dreaming each other,

No worry, nothing to bother,

On the sparkling sea-shore,

Only pearls we’d gather.



Like the falling leaves of Spring,

I saw shattering of dreams,

When you said,

‘That was a bad dream,

Our ways different,

Different are our strings.’



Like an aircraft banged

On to a tip of mountain,

I lost my sense,

Wanted not to live again.



‘But my dear child, ’

Said a voice gentle

As an orb sparkle,

‘Why not once again? ’



I saw the morning sun

The shattering I forgot,

A new being I was thus.

New dreams rushed

Following the light burst.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013
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