Lone Journey Poem by Ratnakar Rout

Ratnakar Rout

Ratnakar Rout

Village-Boita, District-Balasore, State-Orissa, Country-India

Lone Journey

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In a lonely path way
Away from the crowd
Leading towards a land of
Natural vegetation, I
Reinvented myself
When walking down as a lone pedestrian.
I am not what I am seen around
My body like a shadow follows me,
I am moving much ahead of my body
And the body just moves behind
Like an automatic doll moves
With a censored command along the way
That is what actually designed.
I see the plight
Of my mundane body all along
How helpless it is?
Though this poor body holds
All my ego and vanity,
It gets little of my attention
When in peril I know
It is deserted desperately
Once the scheme of things are over
Or when it is unable
Of holding the burden of my emotions
It becomes an innocent victim
Of all my selfish design
All things I possess vanish
When the body departs
But I never extinct nor die
I never vanish
I move on and on, till I can.
Except using as a toll of my expression
What relation I do have with this body
It is destined to perish.
My visible form will mingle as a part
Of nature and loose its identity
For which I am known to the world.
But I would remain as it is.
A silent spectator I am to all such happenings.
I am neither bound by my consciousness
Nor the body, I possess.
But like all other worldly things in the nature,
The body decomposes deserting the consciousness.
That stays back,
With all the information it gathers
In the passage of time like a pen-drive
That stores the data in it.
The information is like seeds.
When soul lands up in a body,
The consciousness germinates to act upon
Like the seed gets germinated in the
Soil and starts showing the result
In births after births till the matter is complete.
It is like the dirty water that settles down
Through sedimentation on deposit of slit down below,
The water gets cleaned and becomes purified,
Similarly, when the consciousness starts yielding its result,
The scores of the past matters get gradually settled.
But I realise the past events are encoded out of the
Consciousness and connected
To me with its pristine serenity as a data-less pen-drive
Time ripens then to store the valuables in it.
A new beginning ushers a journey afresh
For me towards eternity
At that very moment I comprehend
That the new journey begins again
And I set out the journey alone
Nobody accompanies me all through my journey
Even I live in the midst of everybody.

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Ratnakar Rout

Ratnakar Rout

Village-Boita, District-Balasore, State-Orissa, Country-India
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