The kingdom reduced to rubbles
Lost in time....
No ornate palace
No golden chariot
No flowers to adorn His path..
Yet in the ravaged courtyard, the wind fans a fallen leaf
And the dewdrops smile in sleep!
Lost in time....
No ornate palace
No golden chariot
No flowers to adorn His path..
Yet in the ravaged courtyard, the wind fans a fallen leaf
And the dewdrops smile in sleep!
Very beautiful. Thanks Lakshmi for posting this.
ReplyDeleteDespite its short length, or perhaps as a result of it, it manages to etch out a complete painting of the ruins (physical or metaphorical); of course, cleverly borrowing images from our own imagination. It also harps on the glory of its past, the distant memory of which possibly lingers only in the leaves, the dewdrops, and in the poetess' mind.
Although, the poem has surpassed its inspiration, it would be interesting to know what inspired the poem.
Language wise, I thought that the repeated use of "No" prepared the platform for the "Yet". The wind fanning the fallen leaf and the smiling dewdrop are exquisite images. Also, there is almost nothing redundant in the poem. The present rubble, the ancient glory, the slow focus onto Him; and then, despite the glory fading from human memory, nature's silent obeisance, all merge together splendidly.
:) Thank you Bodhi.I was inspired by this song Dust in the Wind by Kansas and a vague picture of the battle of Kalinga (rooted in my mind since childhood.) Just felt like writing something after a long time and then I was reminded of your request. Hence the poem!
ReplyDeleteI like your style of poetry and the thought behind them. The other one (Solace) too ends with that glimmer of hope. I guess the short length of the poem is what excites the reader's imagination most. Really great!
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