The Acquaintance

By Sarita Shubhadarshini

Saw the sky with rocks by my side, driving the river behind

What a treat it was, some chirping errands ran by the birds

As they flew above my head! I could see them blindly,

The river flowed in there as if it made its way thru me!

I bet I felt so relieved when the crepuscular rays blessed my eyes

When my eyes were shut, my heart was free, free to imagine

The things of my fantasy, my worries got swept by the brook

And hard rock upon which I was sitting felt cozy, head, a little dizzy,

My nose, a little runny, but still I let the rain wrench me,

Inside and out, I was wet, wet with those heavy thoughts I discoursed

As the faint rain seized, draining out all the anxiety,

I could feel the breeze heading thru my hairs, kissing my wet skin,

The gentle-earthly smell of the deposits by the river purified my breathe.

With vigor and zest, I felt my soul dancing to the tunes of the scene.

The scenery, I could witness with closed eyes, the prayers I could say with mum lips,

This is how I felt, as God’s child. There must be an ultimate power that runs us all.

Wheeling in a pond :) maybe,

With the innate beholding me through myself, I pledged to fill the void, I fail I know.

The unsacred story of satan known to all, feared by none!

Let the Karma, Dharma delves their pieces into my soul as I liberate with science,

I wait to emancipate my logic, my reason, yet far to be true and strong!

Whispering bells of wisdom whimsically whined in me, mere mastery of occult.

With nerves numbing, skin turned blue, while riding close with death,

Commemorating how gracious is life, a rebirth vanquishes bluish flesh, a magic spell

Reliving anew, dare not waste a single while, I bliss life of mine heartily!

Some sins I grabbed in my fist, I remorse all the while.

Although I not deny, I still hold it heavy on my head, surpassing it to the next life

How helpless I feel of circling earth from life to death to life again. Alas!

Yet to be human is a virtue, I get memories to create and future to anticipate😉😊

This bittersweet game of life fools me all the time forgetting me of who was I, a life ago!

I play this game for 84 times, then I join the all-knowing, all-loving, all-caring, All-mighty.

Unaware of the frequency of lives I’ve lived, I look for the new one with childish enthuse

Passing on the generations, I discover the statutory seal of survival, which is to learn while u can😊

Great is to be born, greater is the spirit of life, greatest is living a purposeful life.

After-life/ After-math

By Sarita Shubhadarshini