When Alone ...

I reach the unreachable

birdlike I fly to map the sky,

paint the sun in different shades

to let the world enjoy the spectrum,

I turn the gears of the wind

to listen to the music new born,

When I am alone.

I cry my heart out,

laugh, sing and dance

shout, jump and unlock my

buried desires from the cocoon,

the crowd listens to my songs

of silence long suppressed

the new born reality grows green

on nature, carrying him in me

as the angel of my being,

when I am alone.

What’s life after all !

Not three royal meals,

going away on long drives,

to escape father’s pain, mother’s

tears and other symptoms of being

alive? No it’s a journey inside

to discover the soul's worldly self

to enter life’s mysteries:

This is best done

When I am alone.


Sabita Sahu