Painting the Sky

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

The colors conspire among themselves

In their self arranged passion

The secrets of the opposites merge in a close embrace

In the endless portrait of the white carpet

Whispering the mystery of the eternity.

Gently blows the wind

And where it leads

No one knows.

The graceful shapes of the white clouds

Looking back all the escaping moments.

The stars shinning and bright

Through lights in the darkest night

All the tricks of the mortal hours

Struggling all the way irregularly.

The traveler of destiny moves in a different adventure

To heal the wounds of the ongoing time

To feed the dreams that would never end

The cracks rolling between the understandings of the mad men

Complimenting each other

Releasing love out into the horizon

Making it uneasy to pick up the rusted locks

To hold each other ever close.