WHEN
I REACH
When I reach the end of
desire
Frozen snows at the
poles of silence
My breath’s revival past
sun’s fire
Then I know will Death
make sense
And Truth like a mine
explode in my face
And hurl me far beyond
the fence.
Now suspended I lie in
space
Between these stars and
the earth’s night
Plotting serenely my
meteor’s trace
Among tiers of darkness
in the vacant height
Waiting for the world to
be set ablaze
For a
moment at least in its sinking flight.
–ASOK MAHAJAN