MONOLOGUE
Sinking deeper and deeper
into the well
of night
I safely arrive
at a
No-War Zone of
sort.
No expectation;
no disappointment.
No ecstasy; no
misery.
No tomorrow; or
yesterday….
You know what?
With Time
hanging suspended,
All the way
Peace prevails
–
here, there,
everywhere.
No thirst for a
visit so prized
No hurt for a
call unrealized;
No ‘set’, no
‘rise’ of the Sun.
Nothing ends;
nothing has begun.
One two three
four – none.
No loss;
nothing won_
I’m blissfully
all alone.
Diving into
unknown region
I’m all set to
ascend Sleep’s throne
Wearing crown
evanescent.
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