The appreciation

 The appreciation 

The disdain of a scorching sun

Amidst prolonged summer dazzle

Reciprocated hostility and heat

Presuming a prolonged presence  

Hence the search for a shade 

For the sun fails to fade ..

Then the dark gropes 

Falters and falls on beaten paths 

Stretches to clutch on to handles 

The hopeful thoughts of bright mind 

Step by step the stammering breath

The vicious loop of encircling ideas

With no fresh notion for respite ..

Then a glimmer in the unlit self 

Flickering in the unrelenting wind 

Like the flutter of a losing flag 

That fails to surrender amidst debris 

Of the shattered and beaten battalions 

One last sepoy holds his post 

And refuses to kneel amidst disaster.

Such is the influence of moon tonight 

His sight assures amidst anxiety 

Like the door of our parents’ room 

We leapt to touch in the night 

Across the dreadful passage 

That invoked no fear during the day

Strangely faces and spirits erupted in dark

Such is the moon tonight..

But it is only a faint reflection 

Of the dazzle I kept within 

When it scorched outside.

Delhi

2039

11.55 hrs 

8.1.23