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written by: Dilip Mohapatra



I feel like going back in time
and kick myself on my butt
and explore if something can be undone.

I try and crane my neck
even climb on someone or a tower on a hill top
to see beyond the horizon as far as I can.

I rest on my oars
while rowing ahead in present
and allow my boat just to drift ahead lazily.

I lose track of all time
when all time stands still
I lose myself in the common pubis
of time and space

where durations are dead
and so are the distances.

Dilip Mohapatra

Dilip Mohapatra

MAY 2017 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Dilip Mohapatra, a decorated Navy Veteran started writing poems since the seventies. His poems have appeared in many literary journals of repute and anthologies in the English speaking world. Some of his poems appearedin the World Poetry Yearbook, 2013 and 2014 Editions. He has five poetry collections to his credit, ‘A Pinch of Sun & other poems’, ‘Different Shades’, 'Another Look', ‘Flow Infinite’ and 'Taming the Tides', all published by Authorspress India. His non-fiction book titled 'P2P nee Points to Ponder' is a departure from his poetic passion and is a collection of his musings on various managerial, social and life issues.
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