It has been quite a while
After the bell was rung
The spurring eagerness
Now pokes into stillness
Elongation of shadows
Covers the bright cheer
The wait at the mast
Is perhaps the compulsion
When there is nowhere to reach
When we go astray wave after wave
Our origin is a blurred horizon
So is the destination
And the entire sea around us
Jeers at the befooled compass
With his ever clapping waves
Only it's better than to be Capsized
So we stay afloat , staring at door
Long after the bell faints
Now the press at the switch
Rings nothing , we realize
Only our anxiety had so far
Created sounds from within
One peep into the keyhole
The room is full of strangers !
Who look like our dear ones
But they do not respond
To our pressing knock
And then the strangers die
All this while we forget
There was never a door here
Only a faintly perceived threshold
That has kept us away somehow
From what we feel we are .
Delhi
11.31 hrs
2063
14.5.23
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