Have you seen sand
Slipping down your palm
Do you still
Feel unmoved and calm,
Seeping through your fingers
Solid or liquid –
Whatever, nothing lingers
Nothing stays more than
A few moments
Except the memory
That torments
Yet, I cling to that dream
Even though the pain
Makes me scream often
May be I am losing it
But
Whatever be the cost
Hanging on to the
Last straw
I’ll save what
I cherish most
These emotions proffer me
An ultimate peace within
And create a masterpiece
That’s for me
An award and
A rare win
~Sudha Dixit
Bangalore, India