Hope in motion…
The silence had suddenly
broken, as the thread ball
Fell on the floor; the
swirling threads
Of hope lay scattered
engulfed in the
Web of life and death…!
The shades of colourful
display of
These spread draw faces of
ecstasy and grief;
Coloured fascinated souls,
yearning to break the circles…
Silent faces now mask the
veil of tranquility
And storm, as anger mounts
up; and yet
They mediate oozing silence
in motion!
Pricking the soul to rise,
jump and scream –
“I am alive”, the robe of façade clears
“I am alive”, the robe of façade clears
With each leap across boundaries
of hope and
Distance, which so long,
was drawn within…
Rolls lay scattered like
fallen flowers of
Fragrance, sprouting their
nectars
For those delicately
chosen drops.
Breaking the bondage of
poison, strength and tragedy;
Rituals of crimson, red
and yellow, melt in the
Sweat of blissful unity
and delicacies – emanating
Moments of hope and faith…
The colourful threads radiate!
Rajdeep Pathak
May 26, 2020
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