I never wanted to be a wave
in the sea
to rise and fall
to advance
and return
repeating
myself Sisyphus
like achieving
nothing
I wanted to
flow like a river
with a soft
murmur
inviting
birds, beasts and men
to quench
their thirst:
I wanted to
swell in the rain
and flow
indulging my
propensities
for over excitement
to bless
life all around me.
But they
built bridges
smoking
clouds from chimneys
of craze for
industries chocked me
as the
fuming words at home
made my
nights agony filled
and
soporific: but I never slept.
Today I am
drying up
by the heat
of life
at home, at
office and
on the
public stage.
Who will
come like
rain bearing
clouds
to make me
full again?
Sabita Sahu
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