In an uneasy sequence of fear
I prepare myself to redefine my being
The world comes down to what
That never shaped itself
Never shall ever the same
The letters are stretched
To the boundary of my fate
All innocents sail towards the undetermined end
At the close of the day.
All numbers end
When darkness rests on the eyelid.
Sleep is about to be somewhere
Waiting at the corner
I know how to leave the numbers
And wait for them to reappear
In a long arrangement of cause and consequences
Leave it alone
This is the end of the road
What lies beyond it
You need not know
The is no need to calculate the figures now
And then….
Copyright @ Dr Sudhansu Dash
Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 9:19 AM UTC
In an uneasy sequence of fear
I prepare myself to redefine my being
The world comes down to what
That never shaped itself
Never shall ever the same
The letters are stretched
To the boundary of my fate
All innocents sail towards the undetermined end
At the close of the day.
All numbers end
When darkness rests on the eyelid.
Sleep is about to be somewhere
Waiting at the corner
I know how to leave the numbers
And wait for them to reappear
In a long arrangement of cause and consequences
Leave it alone
This is the end of the road
What lies beyond it
You need not know
The is no need to calculate the figures now
And then….
Copyright @ Dr Sudhansu Dash
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