YOUR SPACE

Poetry
Strange Shadows

I wanted to reach
you one day. Will you open the door?
Did you apologize for not committing suicide?

No restriction to go
beyond the sky. No objection to end.
Between real you and real me it was dark.

There was pain between
spoken and unspoken words. I have seen
the thousand ants in line to jump on the flames.

Man wants relate to another. But there is no understanding between the two. Each one is limiting himself with his own selfish aspirations. He is shadowed by himself. In the darkness of ignorance he dies in flames of war like ants.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003
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