Heartbeat Of Time Poem by prasanna kumari

Heartbeat of time

The world is bright and young
with the irrational rhythm
sung and unsung

ears listening to song from which music is stolen
and often wordless at rendition

the night is long and endless
blooming uncertainty

eyes open to sights disappearing in shadows
dawn, slow coming
splashing drops resonating tragedies
with occasional farce, thrusting in comedies

dews reflecting vanished birthdays’ wish, wonder and whims
fading thoughts of dislocated laughter
reality echoing thwarted hopes
emptiness mocking with a painted face of colorless hues
smell of burnt illusion
forgetting on meditation
and
the heartbeat of time lost in the twilight


waking into
a dream…
…and ripples of laughter
the earth is green and frothy.....