Brooding

विजय साकी Vijay Saqi  

Alphabets have got eroded,

meaning is truant from word,

how shall we invoke

the muse of poetry?

The darkness of yore

lurks in hide-and-seek

Let the lamp blink its last flicker

Put it then out

The other day

didn't I drink hemlock?

It is I who explored

the innermost womb of the sea.

But I lost my name

as I went on flaunting new colours,

changing appearances

The Waters

turned into a mass of stone.

How do I satiate my thirst,

try to drink the stone?

I end up with a smashed face

bleeding at ever pore

its expression

like a cyclone in chains.

Think about the mathematics

of life plus death,

think

That babe which just died

Was it ever born?

And what have you got on way?

Moving on you still have to move on

Vain our attempts

to be born in life

and to be dead in death.

And yet we move on,

still we hold on

DISCLAIMER  

The views expressed in the Article above are Author’s personal views and kashmiribhatta.in is not in any way responsible for the opinions expressed in the above article. The article belongs to its respective owner or owners and this site does not claim any right over it. Copyright Disclaimer under section 107 of the Copyright Act of 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, education, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing."

Courtesy:-  Vijay Saqi and  Pangs  Of  Exile 1998 Published by Sharda Peeth Prakashan