ROLE PLAYING
Thoughts squat down on mind’s uneven floor
Like a disciplined baby in mode of prayer,
When noises of pain slowly die down
Into silent breathings of a long, lonely night
Drowning the self into the abyss of darkness
Where from under heaps of dead memories
Words surge up with a new light ;
Making things clearer as the night deepens into a dawn:
What were those stories of snatching, robbing, lying, vying
Flirting, flaunting, fleeing and famishing going on ?–
If not violent bubbles of an outer life
Temporarily breaking into cackles of a new morn !
And we as shadows of an unseen eternity
Merely playing our part in God’s sprawling vast lawn !
@copy right : saroj k padhi 06/04/15
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