Reflection

There are so many shades
But I could never reflect 
Other than what's gray
I believe 
It is where I once stayed 
In solitude of caravans 
Crossing oceans of deserts meek and dry
I loned and roamed the cosmos 
Not the one that you hold 
Lights and stars and what not!
Mine is quite an unknown 
I talk about the ones I encountered in shades 
Where lights of life were far afar 
Where the thorns were somewhere in my feet 
More than that path my eyes had needles 
Pricking through were not the cactus that planted out 
It was the steeps and slopes my heart had gone 
And I still 
Just sphere my eyes 
See my fall--see my rise 
Not in the go 
I have disowned 
This marshals parade 
Neither to lead nor to direct 
But just to witness 
The growing glory 
The falling story 
Just an eye witness 
In this neverending prosecution 
I no longer present my deeds to the arbitrary of justice 
For who on the stage got their wage?
Some took from some and lost to some 
There lies my eyes 
Beyond the essence crushed and beyond the thorns thrown 
Beyond the raising clocks and beyond the moving blocks 
Where I rest not in peace 
For peace is what I no longer quest 
I raged from war and shall die in it too
But my soul that comes from a world 
That doesn't rage in power or in blood 
Shall seek its solace 
In almost all that my eyes mirror 
My soul shall entwine itself indifferent 
From all which doesn't serve in the great union 
Of salvation and eternity......
___Priyanka Koley