When shadows are undefined,
Few candles flicker and lights become dim.
For a moment I stay back,
step into one of the mysteries.
Somewhere I have left it,
An innocent smile, some fragile tears
and a crewel case.
Cold winds, a sunset,
an abysmal truth,
some songs that I crooned in loneliness.
Walking along the aisle,
quiet echoes touched me.
Through the crevice blasted in,
rays of a young sun.
My acme is yet to come,
the door has just opened,
to an uncertain eternity.
Copyright © Bidhu Patnaik | Year Posted 2013
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