In my twilight zone, at the edge of horizon,
I simply glance back to face my demons,
Which often haunt me and envision angels,
Whose mere glimpse summons joy in tons
I see rainbows in myriad vibrant shades,
Purple, blue, pink, indigo and scarlet,
A grayish tinge intermittently appears,
Follows green, orange, yellow and violet
I don’t want to acknowledge and entertain
Those frightening and menacing shadows,
Through chinks I let inside joy and delight,
On dark ghosts, I’ve closed my core’s windows
Moving with speeding time’s velocity,
I’ve left behind the unpleasant past,
I never believed in specters and phantoms,
I was always supposed to be an iconoclast
But I cannot belie the fantasies and dreams,
Cannot forget bitter-sweet memories,
Now, I do not have anything else to do but
Keep brooding or indulge in idle reveries
My Karma catches up with me,
I’m just a soul, I realize
After making amends for my sins,
I’ll achieve my goal and my grand prize.
~Sudha Dixit
Bangalore