The red blood of our holy relation
runs in the long veins of distance
Brutal time and grim situation
are the villian and menace
The war is taking place
somewhere inside me
filling my headspace
with fury and agony
Just like the tall trees
Roots down underneath
keep branches above alive
Distance is making us survive
Distance is watering our roots
leaving no space for substitutes
Every time I have to make a choice
that creates havoc and lot of noise
between integrity and helpess humanity
between obvious suffering and practicality
The life lesson I have learnt is simple
Always choose present over past
Painful past will slip and topple
when now is chosen at last
Emotions flow without dam
They erode your ground
Emotions are big scam
if they are not sound
Embrace the present
Bid your suffering
Life is meant
for living
© Priya Jain
