Lonely In The Crowd. Poem by Binayakumar Mohanty

Stand on a big platform
With hands up above the head
With closed fist
Never to open
Never to disclose nothingness
The world will celebrate you
victrious
Lap from toes to tip
Clap with your palm.
You are tiered after
An arduous journey
along immense dark road
Your soul is fatigued
hands open and empty
With bitterness of life.
You will find yourself
Lonely in the crowd
No body is there even
To cover you with a shroud.