Drowned on ground

 

 

When the eventual end

Will resolve a listless life

The door to a frozen time

Leads to infinite nothingness

The round knob that glittered

Now pales into a ruby studded

The door is strangely ajar

The sand below my feet turns dark

Till it dampens soul with a wave

There is little to choose amidst

The dry sand and the wet sea

I push the door with my last breath

And take a plunge towards eternity

The gushing water halts the breath

Chokes , stifles , suffocates and stifles

An instant to end a lifelong

As drop by drop the breath is  replaced

One thought of the golden knob

The glitter and the basking sand

When it was a beautiful world

A shred of fragmented last breath

Closes the door ..within

The man knocks from inside

On the walls of a known “I”

That has been so long preserved

Once the time is frozen and breath broken

The knock fades amidst stony waves

The knob gets locked eternally

Once we get drowned on ground

 

 

Which side is an outside

And which one within

To the one you can see through

It does not really matter

For some lead an insipid life

While those who fail to fade

Whether alive or dead

Ablaze to flicker

Those who never drown

Are the ones who walk on sea.

 

2045

19.38 hrs

25.2.23

Delhi