Infinity

a poem by Shruti Vellody

Closed doors; open spaces.
In the depths of time; running races.
Secretive, reflective, motives hidden.
Dual individuals compared within.
Abruptness; love comes to an end.
Neither a lover, nor a foe, nor a friend.
Sorrows withheld by hidden sources.
Fools play games with tired forces!
Proclamation of existence when life comes to an end.
Tell me oh god, are you the source, the enemy or the friend???