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Jayanta Sep 2015
Someone observe darkness on the edge of the territory
Where our turret is located;

Everyone looking into it for decoding,
Decoding the darkness of our bastion and territory;
Talk shows are going on...
Everyone is quarrelling with their own view point...  
One is trying to profess.... ‘darkness emerging for a new embryonic......’
Another one counter act.... ‘darkness means light don’t penetrate ...
... how can you expect some new without stroke of light .........?’
In between someone tweet ... ‘as they behave differently we call them dark....’
Another tweet comes in .......... ‘it is not baryonic.........
.......try to assess the mass..... You will get the answer....’  
Debate goes on
Anchor asked for a break

Add comes in.....
..... illuminating the results of health drink to spout brilliance...
two and four wheelers run on.... as if going to search darkness in cosmos....

Put off the TV.......
Stand in the balcony......
Street light elucidate the road....
As if, try to cover up the darkness with gloss....
One pedestrian coming back from a wine bar.......
......and outcry.....
..... all of you are sinner......
Don’t cover up this with light and gloss
Let it be dark as dark matter
Where
Stolen light and gloss unable to penetrate.....
..... let it be remain in the history as murky.....

Night bird crossed the light post ....
....and strike a chord to everyone that deepness of night is growing...
Back to bed room  
Laying in bed and put off the eyes expecting a new morning.....
Taz Din 3d
Ever wondered in serenity
beyond mind & body
a roving stardust
upstream swimming fast
through a portal and into
the realm of a unique you?

Ever probability as an insertion
into the maker's cauldron of creation,
engineered or an evolution?
It is the creator's play at will
rendered our biological marvel,
a quantum array of gluons, leptons,
quirks, and electrons
has its nuance moving along
the baryonic wave of turbulence.

Must we round-the-clock refuel
physiological demand to fulfill
while being alive and recycling that deem
our next-gen follow the same theme?
Are we to find 'why' on a one-way journey
or to discern the divinity's potency?

Yet we are to remain humble
for his dual role
one being his passion,
other is our submission
to know the true meaning
thru tagging, dragging, reciting, meditating
of our holographic reality forever in the making!

Repost
Toronto, June 24, 2025
I've been writing poems for over half a century as a therapeutic strategy during my difficult years. Here is one for the readers to enjoy.

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