Multiverse

I have seen a
universe of universes,
and a universe of universes
of universes too.

Forgive me if I am
a bit repetitive,
cause I have been through
that cycle too.

They say life is a circle,
it is rather a sphere,
infinities among zeroes
vibrations intersecting everywhere.

you should move on
like I did,
and I am sure you too
will end up somewhere.

It works as
means of extremes.
peacefully laying
down its schemes.

We are little instances
echoes of reminiscences
miniature models
in the grandest themes.
we are nothing but
simply light beams.

we are fair and just
like the stardust
swinging away in space
I am the fading face.

I wonder why ?
my song is sad
my poetry is lonely
my words are mad.

I call it a dark night.
there is no need
to seek the light.
for now darkness shall lead
you to discover its secrets
until the sun rises.

Wait 

Waiting
Seems forever,
When you are waiting.
Every moment frozen,
Not moving.
Every moment feels like,
an uneventful millennia,
when you are waiting.
Patience wears out slowly
thinning every moment,
into an impassable passage
of space and time.

Waiting.
Seems so futile,
when it is finally over.
Shifting of perception.
The long endless wait
which stretched into millennias,
seems like a blink of an eye.
When you aren’t waiting anymore.

Waiting,
It’s pseudo and an illusion.
Just to confuse you,
hidden behind the veil of
an expected event or a person.

Waiting,
makes us wait,
for the inevitable.
So strange that,
while waiting,
we never realise that,
It is just a myth,
a false sense of time.
and that the inevitable
always arrives.

– Mayank “Sahar” Mishra

in the photograph Himanshu Singh, my friend. Photo credits: Sahar
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