Sudipta Mishra, Puri, 15 February 2025
On multiple occasions
I ponder
Shall I move on
Or
Stop right there?
For whom does this ink bleed?
The words that I scribble
On the chest of a page
become a mystery
like an unknown valley
of a distant region!
Then I peep through
the window of my past
There I find a scar
still bleeding
A legacy of guilt
clouded with my grief
I hold them alone…
Then I decode
the meanings of nightmares
By letting myself heal from
these unwanted memories
I start to voice those
silent waves beneath the
sea of my heart
Unless like a storm
they will grasp everyone
within the blink of an eye!
For a never-ending battle
with those unseen foes
Let this verse shine like
a pink moon in the starless sky…
This saga of my love story
with my pen will go on
For it knows that promises
are made not to be broken
like the eternal song
of the darling sun !!!
