Lines written like a tale, following no specific format, telling a tale that needs to be told.
Old Man Tales
Days pass by
Sunrise sunsets months and years
On autopilot
Sometimes something breaks down
Or defeated and dejected
We lie down
Slipping into a dark place
Where shadows crawl
Some whimper some cry
Others scream in pain
Legs buckled under stress
They can’t stand or walk
They crawl like the rest
There are a few tall ones standing upright
Enveloped in a shimmering light
They float above the ground
Vainly
And one after another they stand up and shout
I am the one
The only bearer of truth
A truth that transcends life and time
A truth that’s eternal
A truth our creator has doled out
To the faithfuls
Only I can guide your souls
Towards light and a heavenly afterlife
As the shadows they speak
An old man infinite of age
Laughs and curses under his breath
And talks to himself
I am the one who knows the truth
I am the one who knows there’s no way out
There’s a beginning and an end
Birth and death
And there’s life between
Before life begins and after it ends
There’s a nothingness that cannot be described
One can’t describe what is not there
Nothing can exists in nothing
Not even light
Nor afterlife
And yet no one hears me out
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
