Being a Snake
A snake bites, crawls, hides
In dark, like me,
Yet remains it for ever
Poisonous, venomous, a snake.
Here I am, in the
Midst of nothingness,
Flows beside a wasteful river
On an orb, on a globe, in nothingness.
I have been making
A God, an earth, a universe,
An idol with my muddy hands:
So long, so weird, so strange.
So easy-is it this easy
To know what’s pain?
Haven’t I loved you all:
My hurts, my flaws, my castrations?
I see you, drenched in tears,
I regret being a snake,
With an untrue, unwise hope
Of changing, of loving, of living.
ON THE BRAVE HEARTS
(Dedicated to my father)
An Agony
That you all went away.
Far away, the moon cries all night long,
Silently, all night long:
Desiring to hail you all again by moonlight,
Hail you all,
O glorious brave hearts!
Rest now,
In your abode made by God,
In your abode of stars
Hidden by magnificent clouds,
Though the earthly grounds
Will be ever waiting,
To hear the sounds of your footsteps.
Your swords still shine,
For you fought well the battle,
The battle of life.
And somewhere in your abode made by God,
Somewhere in the glittering stars;
Is my father-
Another brave heart.
Now you all be our guiding angels,
Show us the way,
Lead us to fight,
By your spirit
Give us light;
To endure, to learn
Teach us;
O glorious brave hearts!
An inspiring poem.I like it's diction and technique.It is also pregnant wth rich figures of speech lyk metaphor,palilogia.The way u have bedecked d poem makes me feel dat u may be inspired by tagore. DWAIPAYAN
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