Relationship

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

The moments overflowing

From the brims of the cup

Why so incomplete to farewell the fate?

I wonder how these moments shatter

Like the pity broken glass.

The moments of implosion

Run away with frustration.

I am starting to miss you

Your voice, your face, your compassion.

Your presence had broken my attention.

I redefined myself in a different way

In a non- collapsing delight.

Now my questions return defeated

Unanswered from the devil’s jealousy

Recoiling between two poles.

I call to my own opposites

Utterly finding myself in my hollow face

In the gray sand and sallow stream

In the unconquerable delusion

Of recovery on death bed.

Are all relationships  the virtue of an analytical mind

To deceive us

For the green shadows of the concealed moments?