Soul

I was lying beside my body

trapped in the latticed moment of separation

peering through the loopholes of time.

Through the mystery lanes of drowning senses

I travelled in waves of feeble traces

like concentric ripples, stirred by a stone-throw on still water

collapsing and colliding onto one another.

I lay obscure beyond time, beyond death,

drifting,- while life coming to a halt-breath,

waiting, longing, gasping, panting, writhing beneath.

A lifelong presence passing into oblivion, - daze,

cold vision growing distant, vague in an unfamiliar haze,

tranquil touches seeking the murmur of absence,

attachments soaring through darkening sense,

unburdening consciousness blowing like fancy curtains

framed in the open window of ultimate freedom.

Pride lay insipid in the whispering delirium,-

while I swept away all barriers of breath,

drowsy disconnected time drifting in death,

floating drops of pain were dull and sudden.

By Kakoli Ghosh

From: India

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