ON  MYSELF

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

I am forced to live into which I am betrayed

Following a journey of a war in my life

A conqueror in my return

Life is impassioned for another Death

Futile attempt, meaningless ego

But where is life?

An illusion walking ahead of me

Leaving every print behind only promises of death

Every ‘today’ becomes ‘yesterday’

Every ‘tomorrow’ becomes ‘today’

All my writings on a watery piece of paper

All my mornings on a floating wave

All my meanings in a missing time

Everything uncertain, unclear

But where is life?

Is Death the address to life?