Sushant Singh Rajput… A brilliant star in quest of stars, now in a galaxy faraway.
His last thoughts (?) in my words:
An ephemeral creature of transient times…
I lived in the world of soulful quiet;
Firefly of the future, my soul found wings…
In life lost and stars-kissed light.
Words echoing from my deepest depths…
I owe to those who took my breath away;
Living now, now dead…
Neither regret, nor rejoice, nothing to say.
Nothing like forever old and forever new…
For not in moments, in memories I live;
Born to die and born yet again…
Nothing to forget, yet nothing to believe.
Past a beautiful lie, Present was existential angst…
Future but an agonized quest;
Scorched soul sitting on pierced wings…
Flies me to distant shores- dark, day, or twilight.
Nano particle in the void of time n space…
Infinity ensconced in a fleeting second;
Effervescent, enchanting, exhilarating…
Yet, in palm, are life n times ever held?
An ephemeral creature of transient times…
I lived in the world of soulful quiet;
Firefly of the future, my soul found wings…
In life lost and stars-kissed light.
Note: I wrote this poem in January this year. Didn’t know my words will echo the life and times of Sushant- a brilliant star, his astronomical quests, and perhaps his thoughts and emotions just before his journey to the faraway galaxy.
