Nothing will be the same again – poem

18th September 2018
Alok Mishra
A Poem A Day
1 Comment

The street lamp emits white
and cold light tonight, as usual.
It’s 2 AM. Dogs bark and tear
the breast of silent street,
like every other night.

I explore the corridor occasionally.
Either happiness or sadness
embraces my heart when I look
down from the second floor.

Tonight, the white light
is dark to me.
Noises are silent and the wind
is still. No moon shines.
No stars glitter.
Widespread darkness.
Deafening silence.

Human heart is a mystery!
Ever-unsolved, ever-unfolded;
but conquered so easily.

Do we sacrifice ‘everything’?
Do we do it every day?

The light has gone.

Pain.

Nothing will be ‘the same’ again…

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First and foremost a poet, Alok Mishra is an author next. Apart from these credentials, he is founder & Editor-in-Chief of Ashvamegh, an international literary magazine and also the founder of BookBoys PR, a company which helps writers brand themselves and promote their books. On this blog, Alok mostly writes about literary topics which are helpful for literature students and their teachers. He also shares his poems; personal thoughts and book reviews.

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Diana Wend says:
27th September 2018 at 6:34 pm
This poem is VERY EVOCATIVE ALOK, Thanks
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The street lamp emits white and cold light tonight, as usual. It’s 2 AM. Dogs bark and tear the breast of silent street, like every other night.

I explore the corridor occasionally. Either happiness or sadness embraces my heart when I look down from the second floor.

Tonight, the white light is dark to me. Noises are silent and the wind is still. No moon shines. No stars glitter. Widespread darkness. Deafening silence.

Human heart is a mystery! Ever-unsolved, ever-unfolded; but conquered so easily.

Do we sacrifice ‘everything’? Do we do it every day?