I roamed alone in the jungle of love.
My circumference was fixed.
A gurgling waterfall to the east,
Lotus blooming in the pond to the west,
The fearful north I never ventured,
And to the south was my bed of dreams.
The skies were always empty as my heart.
I was happy within this circumference of life.
I was content with my empty heart.
One day, two birds appeared above
and my heart challenged me to venture to the north.
Yes, it was not empty anymore but filled with a sense of
adventure, thrill, and love.
So, I commenced on my journey to the north.
Slowly and steadily I kept moving amidst the winds.
And then suddenly it happened,
Charles Darwin stole my heart.
My heart that wasn’t empty anymore
but filled with a sense of adventure, thrill, and love.
It was gone!
Oh! How content I was with my empty heart!
I ran to the south for the next five days and reached
My bed of dreams where I sleep for days
longing for my age-old empty heart.
Himanshu Ranjan lives in Nashik, Maharashtra. He is a poet and a Young India Fellow. His anthology is titled ’36 Love Stories’ in which he has composed thirty-six sonnets and a sestina. His poems have appeared or forthcoming in ‘Eunoia Review,’ ‘Poetry Potion,’ ‘Scarlet Leaf Review,’ and Indrdhanush.’ He loves teaching chemistry.