Parallel - Pratik Mitra || English poetry || poem || English poem

 Parallel 

Pratik Mitra

From the forgotten avenues of oblivion

one or two sparks of anecdotes

stretch its tongue to touch rings of time

perhaps to check whether your ring

befits or the terms tend to be a failure.

Your engagements fill your ring to the full.

In stead of soul-searching

you have chosen to drool.

In stead of some creative endeavour

you are preoccupied with the pain in the chest

you are after some enzyme.

you chance to look through the window

into the cacophonic busy traffic below

and think yourself to be thoroughly blessed.

The tryst with the past will soon be dusted off

and the life moves on evading that ultimate test

beefing up the backdrop and bonding in scoff.