Me And Who?

By P G Pratyusha

After a full moon

It was half past noon

I went into a space that called me

It surely was, an empiric spree

Coloured attires the spirits wore

They felt their need to spread the joy more

But the black and white spirits across

They mumbled and noted the flaws

Some had constant and noisy buzzes, with no result to deal

But some created magic with a powerful toil

Ones wounded majorly, surrendered to the ground

While some with same wounds bled yet stood sound

Few with minor bruises, worked to heal and aid

Others with hurt that only felt inside

Some laughed looking at frames from past

But some cried loudly staring at names in dust

Spirits on other side floated in imaginary world

While some worked on the next vital round

Few waited for the worthy to come

While some moiled for the long run

There was some small space left, which yearned for lives

That definitely was, to place crowned smiles

A wise spirit sat in the corner

I went to it and felt warmer

It donned grace and repose

And smiled at everything across

I had so many questions for all I had seen

Felt it had answers for all that has been

Why is it all chaotic? Where is peace?

It does exist, that's why you found me!

Why are there so many roles here?

Look carefully, everyone is the same basic spirit!

How do they all balance each other?

Amplify me, I'll embrace them all!

Will they all get what they want?

They will only win and that's definitely worth it!

Why are they doing this?

As it's about the journey and the steps always!

Why is this like parts of time, where is now?

That's alright, you are now!

But what is this place? I asked the spirit

And my eyes looked into it to know the secret

Oh dear, it's the mind, your mind!

Here's everything, that you'll find!

By P G Pratyusha