Do not ask Me

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

Do not ask me

How do I miss my way in my shadow?

No joy or suffering touches me today

They are meaningless

The swampy inside full of colorlessness

Since long I have burnt all the words and passions of my own

The burning candle in the mid sun

Melting fast in sun and flame with its color and smell

Till crumbles to the earth

Holding something inside

She does not know.

She has forgotten many things in those days

Yet history burns under her feet

With the coldest fire of spring

There hides the event that has never happened