An Ode To Nothingness

By Bhakti Agarwal

Aryabhatt pinned down

the concept of 'zero',

and the world

celebrated his triumph.

A cosmic revelation-

that Nothingness is

an act of creation,

 something sitting at

 the brink of

the ultimate truth:

All we know is

 nothing more, nothing less.

The absence of something

cannot be trivial,

it moves with the world

how vacuum wraps itself

around the planets almighty

and the embrace of Balance,

swerves in a waltz

under the mirrorball

of the universe.

But there emerged

from the depths  of evolution,

an anomaly-

Consciousness. Perception.

Telling the flesh of a Brain

that triviality is Death.

That Nothingness is

an act of Destruction.

Only someone great

is a participant of life,

rest are just data points

a bored intern records

in the Registry of Life.

A world basking

In the marvel of 'zero',

engulfed in the vacuum embrace,

dares to insinuate

that my nothingness

is best laid to rest?

Oh, how rebellious thoughts

cross my mind!

Daring me to live by

the rules of banality and die!

Like a martyr

who never picked a gun,

Let my skin soak away the sun!

And not pay a dime for it!

I don't have to shine for it!

Consciousness is best laid to rest

not in a grave,

but in a garden bed.

All we know

is nothing more, nothing less.

Rickety-old propriety of being,

Oh, what a haunted way to live!

By Bhakti Agarwal