There's No Music Poem by Ram Krishna Singh

Walking in the once
familiar street this evening
I feel foreign
the dust seems known
but people are unknown, missing
the urgency of the past
the traffic goes on.
There’s no marriage for me
I’m lost in the procession.
They all have matches
who cares my daughter is married
or not. I am here just for
the ritual of relationship
suffering yet another stasis
there’s no miracle
in the flash of darkness
nor any music
in whatever vibrates

-R.K.SINGH