Layers of life.


Layers of life grow here
inside the closed door of the heart.
I wake up ,
I sleep,
with the Sun , hiding in the cloud
covered with dust.

Echoes of a few words whisper,
in silence, that
I have lost something ,
something I have to search and undust.

Scattered hopes they are ,
I try to think ,
or, our laughter that I framed
and put on a wall.

Layers of life grow here, every second.
I try to taste the pain ,
when night embraces me,
when salty tears brighten up
the night ,
and I hide behind my dark shadow.

Tomorrow becomes yesterday again ,
memory outgrows those picture albums.
Untouched regrets and twists in desires
call out my name.

And I sit here,
weaving threads of unspoken stochasticity,
searching where the story meandered,
in the layers, layers of life.

15 thoughts on “Layers of life.

    1. Thank you so much, Dhriti. It took almost 5 and half months of baby walk to reach to 100th. 🙂 Hope to see you here again , pretty soon. 🙂 *Hugs*

    1. In probability theory, a stochastic process is a collection of random variables. this is often used to represent the evolution of some random value, or system, over time.In a stochastic process there is some indeterminacy: even if the starting point is known, there are several directions in which the process may evolve. Somehow I love that word “stochasticity” in mathematics as it’s multi-dimensional and random. Just like our stories of life. 🙂 My brother also thought “randomness” would have worked better in the flow of the poem. And I am sure no poet ever used “stochasticity” ..but I somehow wanted to check how it sounds in a poem written on life. 😀

      I am so glad that you liked the design and the poem, Indira. And can’t thank you enough ,for your beautiful and honest words. Okay, another big hug on your way. 😀

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