Wormhole Of Life

Ripples of acceptance embedded,
As they released themselves in the song intense,
In hues, blue and reddened,
Crumpled voices stretch creases into a canvas,
Where lyrics wave into tides
A universal hum, souls to impress,
Where no lie in an ocean hides..
The twittering and chirps left unheard,
We zipped into the wormhole of life,
Where all these scenes are not unfamiliar,
Obituaries in the newspaper,
Deaths on the door mats,
Breath lying aside in a corner,
Soul sleeping in dim lights,
Gasping for a sudden life..

By Darshan Oza