There I was
In the darkness
Of the lovely night
And my shady brother
breaking the first of my last resolutions.
Together
Hammered
Hand in hand
With fleeting desires
Breaking past the uncounted revolutions.
I was freeing
Myself, from my soul
I hope to destroy
Myself and make me again
Dreaming ahead of the quiet demolitions.
Rebuilding I am
A making, a beginning
Misguided in the unknown
I am a ‘knowing’ myself
Beginning at the hint of all tribulations.
-Mayank ‘sahar’ Mishra