Roots Forgotten Poem by Dipro Azad

Up in some of those stars we are still young
Our present is a wave of light in their future
Our lives, a reality show in the stage of eternity.

In the inessential piece of dead skin on our fingertip
The secret of life and existance is woven so elegantly
And I wonder how to make sense of these all.

In a mere fragment of our timeless moments
We are but the sum of our memories
Propelled towards the sense of unity.

I found my roots far beneath this concrete reality
In the green soil of past, in the heart of folk dignity
Now I can rest my query, and heed my cosmic call.