ONE

The cradle of rationale,

a magnet on my soul.

The thorns, pits and quagmires

Encircle me like a platoon of barricades

Fighting for the cause of Circumstance

The glass cages never shatter

They're made of my lost will

to survive

As the lines cross

and the planes shift..

The only point I meet---

The coincidence of

A dead boy's shadow

Reflecting a nascent man's feet

A countless things I want

But love is all I need..

What I can't express and never measure

is a prison of luxury.

I often visit.

Only to find Hope hiding in a corner

Reaching  out her arms.

I deny her.

Truth is only as liberating

as much as left undiscovered..

I keep dodging the locus of my heartbeats..

Oblivious of the stealth of destiny

Tip toeing behind...

An angel stopped my beat..

and brought me back to life..

Together we traced

the shape of a moment lived true and full.

the smallest of sojourns..when shared..

feels complete.

I learned the value of a number

i never believed in..

One

In your woman 

you see(k) a mother..

One miracle panacea

One indestructible ark

One source of pristine love

One stream of consciousness

One ray of light in the infinite dark

One umbilical cord that binds..

~ Debajyoti Biswas Operations PGDM 2014