Wounds Vanished , Bruises Got Erased..

Written for OSI and Poetry Potluck..

My passion as you know has been to examine human behaviour in all its true dimensions.. and it is this passion that made me write this poem here.. hope you will feel it..

Wounds Vanished , Bruises Got Erased

I finally reached the top
Or so I thought
Winning many a battle
With people and greater
Ones with my own self
Yes, I had used many a head
Like stepping stones
And reached great heights
Walking pretty tall
But then I found
Myself standing
On a pair of feet
Which were connected
To a soul-less body
Yes, I had left my soul
Behind somewhere,
For couldn’t tolerate
Her interventions
Whenever I bent a few
Rules of my own upbringing
I could clearly see the path
Treaded by me, and indeed
Stories of my deceit
Hung from the branches
Of trees.. I wondered
Had I really won..
Or was it that I was
Running after an illusion
And I had lost..perhaps..
In those moments of
Self -realistion, my soul
Which had lost its glow
Suddenly reappeared
With wounds vanished
And bruises erased ,
It quietly and smilingly
Merged with my body
Once again, I felt complete
I had been hitting her, yet,
In just one single moment
Of realization, she had
Become alive & embraced me
I wonder what would happen
If I lived each moment
With this pure realization
Yes, that would be happier
And I will be able
To stand on top of
My own newly gained height
And exclaim with joy
That would be heard only
By my own inner-self
“ Thank you, God , for letting me
Finally win by making me lose
At the hands of my soul."

( This poem is written by me based on one I penned in Hindi many years ago.. fitted in the theme of OSI, hence felt that I must share with my friends..here..)