Summer in Dhenkanal

My UPS croons,
because of low power,
I have to call upon my muse at this hour of the night,
when the world is sleeping,
because once it's morning, you have to jump into other
roles and other dimensions
that you call life.You have to enter
the arena where showing your real face will mean
your being castigated as less human,
so the struggle will have to go on,
and one day you would have learnt to love people
beyond the three lines of patience.
You must have met now the scary silence
of the hot afternoons when you are alone
among a bunch of people who will seem
very alive, and you will tenderly try
to draw manna from it.
But you know,Despite the crowd,despite the surface happiness,
you are bitterly and heart-breakingly alone,
You have lost your soul to the void,
despite your refusal and fake smiles.