The Answer is blowing in the wind
Your promise to paint the miserable night phase with a jovial light phase in your stump speech took all of us on a flight and then we all in delight cast our votes for you We all are now fumbling in a squint and you claim publicly that you shined our lives with lights. We are all now sweating Our mouths – now barren lands are exhausted by the constant begs for water. Then your beseeching voice again reached out to all of us for casting our votes for you on the pretext of bringing back the oasis into our deserted lives. How many times will we all get a passionless scorching sun in return for our hope of getting our scintillating sun? The answer is blowing in the wind. Bob Dylan - the Glowing Avalanche till eternity When I thought to pen down a beautiful panegyric about Bob Dylan, then all the words firstly became statues in surprise, then somehow quivered on my constant calling, poking and pinching, and then flew away in flocks like prey escaping from a predator. On searching for all of them, I got none but just a note that read to me, “We all the words are not enough to describe his greatness.” However, I dragged a few greatly magnificent words but then got a note that read to me, “We all the inks are not that colorfully beautiful enough to decorate his greatness by our letter strokes.” I beseeched all of the inks to come out of their respective refills but none came out. Then I repeatedly knocked all of the refills forcing all the inks to come out and then I suddenly listened to the explosion and the howls of all the blank papers burnt severely by hot molten lava. “But how did this happen all of a sudden?”— whirled my head in the eddies of wondering till I did not get to see all the refills emptied with many voids and crevices. All blank papers burned though, All refills emptied with many voids and crevices though, But I saw and felt what Bob Dylan is — “Bob Dylan” — the “Glowing Avalanche” till eternity… Bio: Spriha Kant is born in Indore, India, and resides there with her family. She is pursuing M. Tech. in Structural Engineering. She developed an interest in reading and writing poetries at a very tender age. Apart from reading and writing poetries, she is also fond of calligraphy, embroidery, stitching, abstract paintings, acrylic paintings, and crochet. She is also an intense music lover. She has been a part of Stuart Matthew’s Anthology “Sing, Do the birds of Spring” in the fourth series of books from #InstantEternal Poetry prompts.