Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Silent Life,Silent Death

This poem is dedicated to a few people actually a few millions of them who lived and died in certain parts of our planet like

Congo,Sudan,Ethiopia,Kenya,Palestine,Chechnya,Armenia,Kashmir,Kosovo,Bosnia.

A long list must say and to those too who are waiting for their inevitable deaths there because "We don't care" and even if we do.What can we do? We cannot raise our voice we have no powers and all that.I'll be asked for solutions to this and the truth is I don't have one.

I just want us to be more considerate more thankful for life,More humane.









Sun peeps in
quietly and waits
for the day to begin
as it always has been
the days of darkness,
days of silence.
The sun looks on tacitly
as it has always did
for many decades
and waits on passively
waits for the inevitable bland
as the fires like his
but fires of darkness
would engulf the land.

A place where
life protrudes,
protrudes to a quest
for its end
and awaits death
as death knocks
silently life walks
with it unquestioningly
and through time
a few more silent lives grow.
And each one of them
after a while
learns to be quiesce
untill they are mowed.

Where silence
is the voice
and silence
is an ally too,
of morbid nights
and ghoulish mornings.
A place
where earth
is emblazoned
in a red hue.
Life has never known
its actual rendition has no clue
and is fraternized
with mortuoused yearnings.

The wind blows eyes closed
silently
too afraid
to wake up
the gone,
afraid of itself
as it has been
privy to many mortal ends.
It blows on
through to the
other side with its jitters
and when it passes them
it sings a tune
a coronach and falls on deaf ears.

And I
witness it all
silently
as the meek are oppressed
and a lorn guilt
creeps into me.
So impotent am I
that can't utter
a word
and our world sighs
too engrossed
within itself
to pay heed
when truth dies.

Scorned will be we
for eternity
to let
slaughter prevail
and being myrmidon
to all of it.
in the same
claret hues
hues of blood.
Our apathy
will be written
no matter how much
we sheath it
with our immoral morality.



Thank You.

2 comments:

Ramesh said...

It's an awesome poem dude.....great job....

kanika said...

hey u rite awesum i wish sumday(reading ur blog) i 2 ll b able 2 xpress maslf like u