The night has woken up
But where am I
The road has lost it’s address
Signboards break a flashy scare
The windows are hidden
behind the curtains of
Strange blindness
Concrete jungle has fallen asleep
Under a heavy dose of uncertainty
The silent footsteps
Of the assailant is growing closer.
Oh! Right in my basket
The unknown attacker hides
Telling me not to move out
from my paradise
To confront the unseen,I ll
Make best out of the fear
This short lived visitor
Must return our smile and vigor
To gain a bright morning
My whole night’s dream,
I can spare.
My aloneness and I are best of pals
The moments are all mine
Kitchen is the best dance floor
Humming trash is so fine
Honing my skills to fare
Jump on ground and play with air
I’m alive in my desperate moves
In a whirlwind of time’s race
Life of necessities in prominence
Living simpler
Just a reminder to embrace.
© ® Rashmi Mohapatra
Rashmi's Poetry Journal 