The Inevitable. Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

It came to this pass
it all looked bleak
but it all looked normal
what transpired
in the immediate past
distant past.
And what will happen
in the immediate
aftermath of this
bleak moment
had to happen.


What any oracle
or some prophetic voice
utters matter little
It is not his discovery
He cant discover
anything or predict
the ways of the
days ahead.
Inevitable are these
happenings
inevitable are this pains.

When these pains are sought
to be smothered
by a prophetic voice
we are trifling with
the inevitabilities
that time has lay
hidden for us.
Accept the inevitable
and become an
inevitability.