In a splash I see some birds
flocking in the sky
carrying the soul of tides
rhymes of mariners – old and new alike
in their wings of fire
doing duet with hovering clouds
in a splash I see dreams
that the minstrels of sea saw
with their open eyes,
in a small drop I see bands
of conquerors trying to grab
everything between the Earth and the sky
in a splash I see the reflection of the moon
on the bosoms of surfing souls
with their semi-covered bodies
in a hilarious mood ready to bare
some stories hidden in the womb
of our half-asleep civilization
eager to unlock some poems
longing to breathe in the open air
in a splash I see one word story
impregnated with tears and smiles
of an odyssey – an epic
full of fears, dreams, aspirations
memories of time, space
and elements that we count
that an ocean carries in its current
in its heart
in a splash I see a lover bubbling
with a unique dream
leaving the glory of bubbles behind,
in bubbles I see rise and fall of man
pages of known histories
symphonies of unknown histories
in a splash I see a mother
suppressing personal pain for today
revealing an unbounded joy for tomorrow
with a beautiful world
with a possibility for a new child
in a splash I see a new captain
steering the steamer in a new direction
singing an unheard song
in the orchestra of dancing tides
in an abandoned splash I compose a dream
to be realized in the sips of time
to be broadcast on the foams of the flow
when tides will kiss the sandy shore
with a whispering love-lore.
O.P. Jha’s poems and fictions appeared in Rigorous, Mantis, You Might Need To Hear This, Punt Volat, Zoetic Press, Discretionary Love, The Indian Literature, In Parentheses, Shot Glass Journal, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, ANTHRA Zine, The Interwoven Journal, The Cry Lounge, and others etc. He is the author of an inspiring book Management Guru Lord Krishna. He has a Doctoral degree in Translation Studies. Twitter: @OP Jha17
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