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Sampurna Chatterjee Ganguly
A speck I am, and the humongous universe,
I look up at the starry sky where my poetic mind intends to traverse,
Treading the milky way, hovering around the galaxy,
Repeatedly I come back to the vacuum being forced by gravity,
I continue asking myself ” where am I”?
A moment of epiphany then enlightens me and I open my inner eyes,
The sun, the moon, the stars all are same, even am I,
All are vibrated with the rhythm of life,
And on this magnetic connection thrives the universe,
My soul awakes and I find my name written somewhere in the space,
I hear I see, I pour my heart on the earth,
I wonder while I know the unknown as the result of my earnest search,
Again I realise my soul awakens,
And I find my place preordained,
Amid the endlessness of the universe.
Often in my idle solitude
Life flashbacks those moments
I rummage thro’ again ‘n again
To make a collage of a story.
But in vain goes my search
As ne’er I find the beginning of the thread,
With which a tapestry I can weave.
“Where was the beginning?” I whisper
Look for desperately down the memory aisle.
Everything was there that could have been mine
But my thoughts go astray as the beginning I can’t find.
Only the pain of waiting I can call up
That ensured several sleepless nights counting stars.
The story that ne’er began a couple of years back,
Though the sleepless nights taught me to wait for a new dawn,
To overcome that tenebrous darkness of nights long.
However it ended well with new hope of life and love,
Though I don’t know if it really ended whose beginning is still what I’m looking for in my heart.
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Posted 12:58 am | Sunday, 13 June 2021
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