Kshipra is a student pursuing masters from JNU, India. She loves reading and writing poetry and wants to publish her poems someday.
I am the amaya of night sky
Gushing on the window panes
Trying to find stability in the dark
Immensely, spectacularly flowing in vain.
Perhaps, I am still learning a lesson,
that life is not a smooth ride
You fall on the thorns, you bleed
You hang over moon,you resuscitate
At times you hang in between,
Like eagerness of a half turned page!
There's no meaning in this book,
that I have created for myself
And yet I persuade it to be found
Half of me is still in the air !
And half of me is still on the ground!
This awe inspiring journey of mine,
of travelling through the heavens and hell,
is stuck now on the panes of glass
I have no figments to make me swell
At a new juncture that I arrive
Reveries stand down and withered,
I will be hereby tested in night sky,
In the moments, unhindered, unfettered.
I the amaya, the bravest drop ,
Will have no acquaintance on the pane
Will have to lift me up myself
To fetch me a name…
The window is harsh and tough
The skies are dark and plain
I am the drop of a sangfroid sun
Bleeding through ordeals
Carrying only jest of life
stronger shall be my strides
and louder shall be my paean!
© 2018 Kshipra Pal