Dynamic Realities

In a moment eternity can be lived

a drop is the ocean

universe is in a grain

these poetic homilies

delightfully console

a morbid soul.

 

The years of mobile moments,

years of video romance

love, war, truce and small talks

and joys are my fulfillments

of a half lived life.

 

What shall I call the gone years

was it years of silent worship,

was it wasting of best period of time

was it ignorance or arrogance,

or the closed rooms soliloquies

that could not reach the longing ears.

 

But I want to change the norms

and turn my soliloquies to

sweet melodies hummed by all

my loneliness into amity of love

to spark and ignite,

before I leave this world.

Sabita Sahu