Blood coming down

Trees going up

Mortals going up

Immortal coming down

The world losing meanings

Meaning losing vapour

Exchange of words

Displacement of lands

Worlds shrunken,

Eyes wide open

Limbs outstretched

World sleeping and waking

Up from slumber-

Everything is becoming a chaos.

Nothing is static

Nothing is in full swing

The miracle lies at the hand 

Of God

Alas! We all are just trying.

The margins of stage,

The centre

Of life,

Everywhere,

You find someone like you

Same

Opposite

Horizontal

Vertical

To show

Who we really are.

I am not a storyteller

Telling stories of absurdity

Or 

Sharing the slices of life

That I have tasted

With agony and with glee.

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Srijani Dutta hails from a beautiful place, Chandannagar of West Bengal. She has completed her Post Graduation in English literature from Visva Bharati University. She loves reading books and expressing herself through colours, words, and images. She writes poetry and has published her poems/writings in the journals like Setu, Parcham, Contemporary Literary Review India, Stor Mirror, EKL review journal, Plato’s cave online journal, The Antonym etc. While she is not writing, she paints. Her paintings have been published in Borderless journal, Creative chromosomes, Rappahannock review, Fourth river journal. She tries to maintain a balance between her research and her professional creative practices.