For
two minutes I had fallen for you.
A
grief was mounting
From
my stomach through the chest up to my gullet
An
unbearable pain : what if I won't get you for mine
The
pain forced down me to a breathless state
I
saw my death within that two minutes
When
I was in love with you
Now
all is just memory
If
borrowed Sananta Tanty's expressions, then,
A
plate of Sandal wood getting filthy
A
wilted petal of flower
For
two minutes the world became more beautiful
And
that was the time when I realized
The
tremendous amount of power I had within me
To
transform all the ugliness in the universe
Within
just two minutes.
For
two minutes I realized
Amnesia
was actually good
All
the learning from history was mere conceit
I
witnessed my own death with a great pleasure
In
those two minutes
I
forgot you for thousand times
I
found you rediscovered
In
those two minutes
For
two minutes I used to think that you were mine
Then
I saw
From
the tadpole flocks in Konasori Pond to the cosmic milk ways
Everything
was actually mine
My
Diaspora state of mind suffering from homelessness all the time
Got
a home
In
those two minutes
For
two minutes the pages of history were flipped abruptly
Somewhere
in Shravasti roadside, a branch of the Sala tree was broken
For
the first time I became happy loosing the ground beneath my foot
In
those two minutes
I
became a revolutionary rebel, I became a meditative Yogi, I became insane
I
was charismatic with incredible amount of happiness, I broke in heavy grieves,
I
was collapsed, I was emptied within myself
I
found myself somewhere
And
how many things I became
And
how many things I did
In
that time span of just two minutes
This
me, as you see today, everything of mine
This
all
Are
nothing but remaining ruins of those two minutes
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