The irreconcilable distance
traversed from the
known to the unknown,
familiar faces turning strange,
the ink which once dotted the reality
is now only a faded tale.
Those unending talks and
the bickering of the beloved,
those unmet promises
begetting unrestrained hopes,
that long-awaited rendezvous
is entwined in ropes.
The frenzy, once part of being,
are lost in the artist's canvas-
which he now paints with
colors of heal and laughter.
What is the truth? he lingers on-
the source or the creation
that made it all?
Was it just an illusion
or a dream which never was-
with every step, doubt spills forth.
Loving thy life he moves on-
those moments are but memories,
those pains are lessons learned from.
He accepts it with dignified calm
within the recesses of his heart,
the unknown is all known,
the distance more intimate,
the journey is more peaceful now.
By Nandini Sengupta
@metaphors_of _life
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