Resolute

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

Time.

Time is a fascinating concept
Growing with us, on us.
Like a great controller
Adjusting things, making changes.
Rolling the dice,it shifts characters
In and out of life and death.
We are so believing in it’s game
that we measure our lives with it.
Past and future are non existent.
You never see them come and
You never see them go.
It’s our own creation that keeps us busy.
Our own ‘time’ that haunts us.
First man learnt to measure a day
Then came hours,minutes and it went on.
Can’t you see we are all racing
equipped with rocket fuels and roaring engines
we are bound for sure destruction.
While man will always be caught
between past and future.
I will let you in on a secret.
There is only one time
and that is now and
it will always be so.