Signature

Signature

It turned dark in an instant

Changing everything around

Gone were walls, ceiling and couch

Was lying on cold bare ground

Felt there lay woods, behind my back

Couldn’t see them clearly enough

Lake in front was silent and still

Bereft of any ripples or waves

It’s frozen, thinking folded my arms

Instinctively across my chest

Chill didn’t arrive though panic rose

From stomach through heart then brain

Looked above at the sky

Was stippled with dots of white

On far end of lake a quarter moon

Gave a joyless dreary smile

Few birds flew, close and tight

In a formation that never changed

Their wings didn’t flap nor they moved

Even an inch, in their path ahead

Trembling with fear I searched everywhere

For anything that made sense

And in corner on the lower right

My signature was scribbled there

There I was, locked in the frame

On the canvas I did paint

Realised we are prisoners of a world

They we create ourselves

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar