Refusal Poem by Naba Kishor Pujari

When someone in the moonlight asked me armful happiness
I regretted saying no.
In the deep dark, someone asked me the ray of light
I regretted saying no.
Sinking in the deep sea of mundanity,
Perhaps, nothing was shelved discretely in my heart;
Nor was it mine to give.
To me, life was as usual; a mixed bag, from sorrow to happiness,
From darkness to light, from truth to lie and
From bondage to freedom.
Whenever I had embraced something for if it can be purely mine,
The thing escaped gently from me.
When I unloved for something that should not occur around me,
It floored at my compound.
A relentless journey between yes and no, mourn to ecstasy
Whenever I have called for, I am denied,
Rather offered on what I had refused.
Refusal, never remains a ‘NO’ stock but allows a new acceptance.