CERTAIN


All these darkest days,

She was shining like a Polaris

I’m not certain, not very certain;

Said the voice that viewed from space.

 

Like the steady sea,

She chose stillness as part

I’m not certain, not very certain;

Said the ears that never heard.

And for her, life goes on & on

I’m not certain, not very certain;

Said the mind that never accompanied.

 

Oh, Sky! Little did they know,

 

Burn, burn, burn, she’s so burnt;

It’s only to the shores she says,

How she falls every time she rises

Like these never-ending waves.

And only those dry sand

Comes a little far to see

The way she pulls herself back towards the sea!

It is so certain, very certain;

 

Oh it’s pain, though the leaves turned purple

Still, its own roots, believe they’re green, evergreen!

 

Maybe yes, the life around went on

But only those hearts stuck with glue,

Can understand all her blues.

And what remained unsaid was,

“For her, only the mighty sun can answer

Whether the life in her,

Is lost- to be searched for?

Or had stopped, to make it move.

Whether it is hidden- to wait for?

Or is it just what it is?

Certain, At least is this certain?”

 

-  S.Sivambika

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Location: Bengaluru, Karnataka, India

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