By Shikha Bhargava
There was thunder
The clouds rattled with applause.
The night echoed
In deep silence,
A tribute
To the one man who survived it all.
There was a soldier.
He met with many wars.
Wounds wounded deep
Scars scarred forever
Pale was his ghost that walked.
He was bound by the chains of eternity.
Every step he held as dear
Every breath counted as last
A long way to go
He met a sage.
He met the ghosts of his past,
All the past that lived.
A strange turn…
A look behind
The cage opened.
The shadows were gone.
Subliminal airs
Crouching whispers
What is behind?
Go back!
“I don’t want to!
No, I shall not.”
About death
About the bees, the sting
That cut deep
Canaries
Not yellow
But green
Could there be a lock?
A way to open it
A key misread
A crease on the face
May he
Survive!
A good look is all it takes
They were all behind him
And, he had nowhere to go
The chains dragged on.
He escaped.
He bowed down…
A green flash
A mystical wonder
Is it a painting?
A starry-eyed sculpture, ethereal
A surreal carved identity
Of a human
The soft mesmerising glow
That flickered around its
Purple dress
It stood in space,
Just watching
But not moving
“Never, but now I go
Because I choose to go.
I go
Because I have lived,
Lived it all until its peak.
Can I wave away one last look?”
And that is all it takes.
Nicely written.
I can see it all happening..and that is all it takes to be a wonderful poetess.
I wonder why people have stopped writing poetry.
You’re an inspiration to many.
Love the poem.
Written from the heart.
Well said.
Subtle craftsmanship. It’s bold to be told.
“Never, but now I go
Because I choose to go.
I go"
Said it all.
Great selection by Delhi Poetry Slam this year. This one’s surely one of the best. Love the mystery and the thrill behind it! Wonder how the poet is in real life…
pleasant read. Matches the theme of the week quite well.
Good title buddy!
Write more soon.
love the way it’s written in free verse. Added to favourites!
Bit spooky, but you can visualize the whole thing happening. Well written.
Good writing style.
Reminds me of the Christmas Carol in a way, where the chains are mentioned.
Nice poem.
Love the way she’s captured the way people ‘move on’ in life.
Beautifully written. Would love to read more poems of the writer.