Wednesday, 17 April 2024

Adjacent to the infinite horizon

 


Amidst cheers in the wooden stands 

The waves erupt on the fickle shore

And clap with their chapped palms

One wave clashed with another

To applaud what unfurls at the horizon

The drops that now glitter at infinity

Held arms together at the shore 

Sometime back which was not long ago

Together we had preserved the bubbles

And crossed the white sands in our pranks

Now the dazzle of sun towards horizon

Blindfolds the eye that has stayed back 

Lost in wilderness of rudderless waves

While the tides have pushed the margins 

Far beyond  what the oars can muster 

For the shoulders that froze on shore

Struggle to applaud from the wooden rafts

That had resonated for the now lost me

Sometime back that feels like long ago

My drops remain stranded on the muddy shore

Trapped in the whirlpool of ripples

Awaiting for a sigh of stooping breeze

To pick the sandy drops to filtering clouds

And spray the mist beyond the infinite horizon.

Delhi

11.31 hrs

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17.4.24

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