Old-New Game Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar
Old-New Game
And then suddenly
everything was new.
New land, trees and the Sky.
This is shocking!
Was yesterday fake?
Or today is an illusion?
I see all usual things
but now different.
I knew it was coming.
Well so what? I thought!
Never mind it's like that.
Am I belong to this?
murmuring the heart.
In fact what was there to belong?
Things changed, as they must.
Old longing faded. Old sense died>
Now what's there for me?
What was there before anyway?
Time laughed...
So soothing and like sweet nothing.
Empty mind greedily looked
for luggage.
The old-new game inescapable.
Time laughed...and laughed!
Was yesterday fake? Or today is an illusion? Varies from person to person, for some yesterday was fake, for some today is an illusion. I think today was in the womb of yesterday and now is born.
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4/24/2024 12:27:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
And then suddenly everything was new. New land, trees and the Sky. This is shocking! Was yesterday fake? Or today is an illusion? - - - - Life is always in fluid state.We are changing every day.What we experience tomorrow may be different from what we experience today.Sometimes changes stun us and we can not accept it to be true.A very beautiful poem, thanks for sharing.