Simultaneously
A short poem on change or not
Everything is happening simultaneously
As the night deepens; the day is approaching simultaneously
As my voice goes louder; the silence is building unflinchingly
As life gets easier on the outside; I am finding it more difficult to handle on the inside
As my phone completes my sentences; I am finding it harder to finish my thoughts
As machines are getting smarter; it is getting difficult to get even the basics right
As the internet shows me every corner of the world; there are parts of my own house left unattended
As I drive around in a car everywhere; its getting harder to walk even a few blocks to run any errands
As food is laid all around; I am unable to understand my own hunger
As memories are becoming instant; I struggle to remember the memories which made me
And I understand
I am in a kaleidoscope of shifting memories
As everything is changing, it is simultaneously becoming the same, I can’t tell the difference apart
What looks like an ending, are just signs of a new beginning
The folded patterns are once again unfolding
Like a flower remaining a seed simultaneously