64. Stop Coming Poem by Praveen Kumar in Simply Yours

Like tides, you rise and fall,
Like waves, you sweep the shore
In recurring strokes
To recede again to the watery grave;
You sweep the shore
And level the sand;
No more footprints
On the time's wet floor;
Yet, the game goes on and on
From the known past to unknown future
By the time's sacred law.

You sweep like god in haste
Till you recede to the time's womb;
How long this hide and seek?
How far this unsteady keek?
Why this piggyback
On the cusps of hope and despair?
You either sweep to stay
On the parched sandy shore
Or stop coming
And jetsam all cares to fate;
No more I bear the unsteady passions,
No more I bear the unsteady passions
And the soul cries for peace and sleep.

Life is a long wait of a far dream
Till I sink in unknown horizons,
Life is a long wait of a far dream
Till limbs go dull and being goes still.