A New Life Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI

From the afternoon restlessness to the evening tranquility,
I am slowly regaining myself.
My heart beats regularly like yours,
Eye contact has improved so much,
I can now see you with all my soul,
I can hear you with all my existence.

What went wrong in between?
Could I really delineate?
Life is not about deciphering,
It is about living -
As you live, you die too -
From death arises a new life.

I am started living a new life,
With promises stitched anew.