The Journey, And Back Again.... Poem by Debdip Maitra

And as I plunge into the vortex of time,
Kaleidoscopic memories, remnants of ages gone by...
Mocking my ambition, my mistakes they mime,
And on through the forsaken wormhole I fly.....

The valiant knights of yore, honourable in chivalry,
The vibrant wonders of future and a child's dreams....
Charge on headlong like some fearsome cavalry,
And reality seems to spill over at the very seams....

Of the fabric of being, iridescent yet thin,
Maelstrom of dreams, colourfully chaotic....
Order from chaos, and the implosion within,
The mechanical merges into the biotic.....
Monsters of fire, reeking brimstone & sulfur,

And giants of steel, with their pulleys & gears....
Working in tandem, they fight on in their war,
Gruesome combinations, boundaries blur, and my fears....
But then a sound reaches my ears,
Alien in its inherent familiarity...

An infant's shrill first cry I hear,
The multitude of emotions have no similarity....
And as her little hand wraps around my finger,
Her soft breath warm upon my skin....
In this miracle of being I can't help but linger,

My thoughts and emotions make a deafening din.....
For empires rise and fall, evolution runs its course,
And each age brings its new set of horror & wonder....
I have glimpsed them all, shouted my voice hoarse,
But now as I'm torn from my dream asunder....

By the shrill voice of my tormentor by bedside,
I wake up placated, sure that good will still rise....
For as long as that innocence still carries on,
The beacon they will burn, and we will become wise.........