GOPAL SINHA

 

 

Separation Becomes Suppression

 

 

Clouds have come with rains

 

But not the one, I am waiting for

 

Since long, in vain,

 

With my regular wet eyes,

 

Intermittent sobs and cries,

 

 

Leaving me in tears and pain,

 

Rushed to catch a long-distance train,

 

Assuring me, would return soon,

 

It was unwise to decline the offer,

 

Coming in hard times, as a boon,

 

 

He didn't want to miss the opportunity,

 

I was afraid of losing his proximity,

 

Innocently, I believed his words,

 

Hiding my tears, not to look absurd,

 

With a gentle smile on my face,

 

At heat, I knew it was fake,

 

Waived my hands, trying to withstand,

 

All the pressures, tension,

 

The pain of unbearable separation!

 

 

I feel completely broken,

 

Not a single word, between us,

 

Since long, has been spoken,

 

With feelings suppressed

 

And dreams shattered,

 

For how long can I bear,

 

But, does it matter?

 

 

Change Is Inevitable

 

Change is the law, inevitable,

 

A continuous process, not negotiable,

 

Day comes after a night,

 

Night comes after a day,

 

Better accept it and prepare,

 

Denial would be your dismay,

 

Seasons change, and so the climate,

 

By flying far away from their habitats,

 

Migratory birds prove wiser,

 

Survival is the aim, ultimate,

 

Time, a vehicle of change,

 

Slow. unnoticed or vehement,

 

Passes quickly, offers opportunities,

 

Better seize and act promptly,

 

Before you need to repent.

 

GOPAL SINHA

 

GOPAL SINHA: A retired Civil engineer, now devotes his time in writing regularly in both Hindi and English, prose and poetry for various journals, e-magazines and anthologies, being published from Bharat (India) and abroad, likes to engage himself in on-line poetry-recitations, story-telling, singing old Hindi film songs, besides anchoring and covering such programs on various national-international literary platforms. Photography and making free-hand sketches are other hobbies.