Tide of time

Suman_Bhattacharya

every step above

seems to be higher than the one

where the feet are grounded at present

filled with an aura of failure

but stinking of the hunger for success

desired but not deserved ─ perhaps

with every step the old world goes away

a new sky arrives

sprinkled with the same stars

from some known sky of the past

but again

the string snaps before it reaches the pitch

often wonder why

may be the steps ahead need no melody

just a crumbling sound of an avalanche

announcing their occurrence

haunting the tides of time

  • Author: Suman_Bhattacharya (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 20th, 2022 08:09
  • Category: Reflection
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