PRASANNA KUMARI
CRIES AFTER THE FLOOD
laughter faded,time darkened
light spilled out,thoughts flowed
out
the earth wailing and begging and
pleading
to the Sun,not to leave
are you also tired,it is late night
dear glowing Sun
the night calls the moon pitifully
are you hidden in the azure sky?
even our grief is darkened
helpless,hopeless in the roaring
waters
the dreams also......
BEAUTY
the deep blue of the horizon
embracing the flourishing earth
plucking the flowers from the sky
decorated by the rainbow colors
melting into the lonely melancholic
twilight of the heavenly tree
spilling poetry
whispering to the enthralling
lotus swaying by the breeze
yearning,longing to the cuddling of
nature
AFFECTED..... THE FLOOD AND WATER
The water gushing without grammar
and punctuation
The flood shouting without accent
and intonation
The mighty wind flowing without
syllables or consonants
Carcasses floating without wisdom
and knowledge
Driftwood staying inside shops and
houses
Snakes knocking at the door
frightening the light and fans
Mud saluting the legs blocking the
way
The dawn smells stale, the dusk of
despair
Petulant wind lashing the existence
Ho,
The sky, once an enchantress
seducing our mind
with her silver moon and glowing
stars
Now stares at us with her darkened
shadows
Ho,
Wading through with drowned
ambitions
Hands together, hearts together
We erase boundaries, going forward
Now,
weeping and laughing together
The rest is untranslatable
PRASANNA KUMARI
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