Longing and Belonging

We remain oblivious,
of scenes so vivid around us,
of sharp winds blowing outside, 
of shivering vibrations nearby
in the desolate courtyard,
our choked sights can’t see
the bowls of pains and sufferings…

The thick skin endures all slaps,
till our stupidity scales the pinnacle,
till these don’t touch us
or adversely affect us personally,
we find everything crystal clear,
as we take crystal as prism
to see reflections
of colours of our own choice,
to see stars even in the black kohl,
to keep away any wrong from us…

But can we remain so insulated?
Pains of minds and bodies
reflected in twitching eyes
and quivering lips
turn into boats of frustrations
that keep moving
and may hit any shore anytime…

The strength of hidden power
of the potential energy
never emerges unless provoked
by either side,
and when it does,
it breaks all boundaries
to give and take
to erase spots of tears
in the calm longing of eyes…

–Kaushal Kishore

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