Kaberi Mukherjee | Monday, 22 May 2023 | Print
Kaberi Mukherjee
Remains the Mere Path
At the end
It’s the mere path that remains,
And you must walk.
If the road was rocky,
Or bed of roses,
If the clouds dissipated
Or the sun was scorching,
Nothing counts,
Neither the destination
Nor the zeal to reach,
Remains the mere emptiness
But you must walk.
The lub dub’s replaced eons back,
Remains a heavy thump,
And an untold silence,
Remembrances rusted
And it’s the mere path that remains
And you must walk.
Moments of agony
Blended with those of treasure,
Perhaps the fluorescent shade
Brewed with gray.
Sans sadness, sans elation
Sans mists, sans brilliance
Perhaps the shape’s changed,
Remains a mere mass
That beats within the flesh.
And it’s the path that remains,
And you must walk
Posted 3:40 pm | Monday, 22 May 2023
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