Nullity And Infinity

Standing at the threshold of nullity

And espying myself at the end of infinity,

I held my pen, very gently

To cascade down the hues of my indelible memories.

The winter mornings that dawned

Brought me closer to my own self.

The sky that dusked, reminded me of my homecoming.

The blowing wind felt like my mother's caress.

Lingering in the horizon of my reminiscence and reality,

My body shivered as my ink spilled all the timeless memories.

Agonised and contented at the same,

I stood at the threshold of nullity

And veered towards the end of infinity.