THE FOLLOWING POEM WAS SELECTED IN WINGWORD POETRY PRIZE 2023 LONGLIST.
Is there anything permanent here?
Everyone i love will be gone.
One by one, we will all disappear.
Do we have a place where we really belong?
At the end of our last breath,
We foregather with the soil.
Where awaits our death.
Where, our blood no longer boils
No longer, will you possess emotions
All your love, hate and fury goes in the wind.
Is there anything to still this cessation?
Nothing will last, to find.
No precious years of youth,
Pulled together will give you evermore.
Cuz, there is no forever.
That is the harsh truth.
A bud dies,
A flower blooms.
An egg breaks,
A chick cheeps.
A newborn’s first cry,
A new life.
There are new beginnings
for every cruel end.
Thereupon, always be forgiving
Be it a stranger or a friend.
Don't let any moment hold you down.
Seconds tick by, not waiting for anyone.
Be it good days or bad days, all shall drown.
Ergo till we last, throw away that frown.
And shine away like the sun.
For this wheel of life, ever lasts .