Between Yesterday and Tomorrow

Between the tempest of yesterday

And the amber sun of tomorrow,

I marvel at the rainbow

In my azure sky today. 

Between the catastrophic past

And the glorious future

Is the wisdom of the present-

The truest of all wealth in the world.

I have earned my sagacity

Walking in the labyrinth of heartache.

Between the tears of yesterday

And the laughter of tomorrow

Is the enlightenment of today;

Success and Failure are like Day and Night

One is followed by the other

Two feet stepping forward on the path of life.

Between the bruises of yesterday

And the radiance of tomorrow

Is the strength blossoming in me today;

Each scar has left behind

A note of wisdom

With which I gather my broken pieces

And construct a new monument

That cannot be shaken by an earthquake. 

I am the architecture of my dreams

I am the creator of my future. 

-Purba Chakraborty

28.02.19'

Like a broken guitar

Like a broken guitar,

I lie mangled and overrun

In the labyrinth of life

Amid the sea of people.

My melody has fallen between cracks

As I gave myself to people

Who couldn't hear my music

My chords are broken

And I lie numb and soundless

Amid the charring noise

Seeping life out of me.

Like a lost child in a fair

I run from people to people

Asking countless questions 

As the questions multiply manifold.

Defeated, I close my eyes

Listen to my heart beats in silence

My broken strings gently collide

I hear some music; faint and delicate

Perplexed, I take a deep look within

Where I find an ocean of melody left

Although I am apparently broken.

-Purba Chakraborty

19.09.2016

Linking my poem with Prompt Nights by Sanaa : That which we seek; deep within will find – “IDENTITY”

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