Aswathy Balachandran
They have warned her
about the spectacles of the carnival.
The luring sights, scents and colours
which she was always fond of.
They knew
she would be well received .
They were not wrong
and the pretty art curator
enjoyed the splendour
and was enjoyed too.
They warned her
again and again.
She flew in that white horse
blessing and loving the artists and viewers
with all ecstasy
without paying heed to
what they said.
She too knew the carnival would end.
But still she went on
until it was a dark and vacant.
The show ended.
Everything packed up
and she stood there
embracing the void.
She was that void
waiting to be filled again.