by Aashish Thakur
Its empty gaze has depth of Pacific Ocean
And its vastness, reminds sky of its limit
It can embrace the Himalaya, The earth, all the oceans, galaxies, milky ways
Cosmos, cosmoses, universe, universes,
It can contain- the vacuum of loneliness, gravitation of love, forces of attraction,
Volcano of hatred, wind of hope, depth of soul, weight of marriage, bitterness of separation
lightness of freedom, smoothness of love, bewilderment of lust,
all our dark colored sins, white sins, and death, our hell, our heaven and our nirvana.
You can paint any color on it, except white
White on white doesn’t make any sense
But worst part is-
It stares you like a prostitute
The more you eat it, more you become hungry
And if you don’t;
You doubt on your own existence!