A Hole In the Sky
Did I hear you right in the noise high
you said to me with a deep conviction,
there’s a bright hole carved in the sky.
I asked you, is it not your imagination?
The pained years uncover on my sight
the full moon fixed on my gloomy sky
turning into a silvery hole in the night.
I didn’t ask my insipid intelligence why.
Did I see right in the deep darkness sly,
I said credibly to myself with assertion,
there’s a bright hole dug in the grim sky.
I didn’t ask myself, is it not frustration?
If in the night the full moon digs a hole
you find no pathway to the moon to walk,
you enter the tunnel imploring the soul
to take you out of the maze you’re stuck.
You said to me in sheer apprehension,
did you do it right in a lunatic confusion
to enter the hole, the mind out of action.
I asked you, is it not soul’s sublimation?
October 25, 2017.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2017
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