Are you awake?
Breathed the saw dust filled lungs
As a blunt memory , it preached
‘This day too, soon will vanish’
Savages it fought – me and my subconsciousness.
A war too harsh- Neurons wept in pain.
Like channel tunnels, lured the speed so massive
Signals too rapid , unlinked yet violent.
Memories raced and faded.
Opening entrances to strangers.
Resolving the mysterious paths – ‘Unknown’,
Heartbeats went nil post death chorus
Leaving remnants of sulking nails and weedy hair
Green waves vibrated to final stillness.
Laid loved kins detentioned with mourning matters.
Stretchers off duty burdening the woody coffins.
Shooketh were thee, cried blood tears of loss
Drained in monsoon rains breaking death vows.
One could only think, little hope the bereaved had
Won’t she ever face, the shadow with scythe
And her body with the shades of winter
A decaying and pressured fuel will she be,
Her soul comforted.
Proving Upanishads wrong she travelled ,
To the melancholic minds of family.
Every four trimesters , the sepulchre shined with jewelled tear drops
The stillness – with a continuous velocity
Stayed hollow without an outbreak
Hoping she did at least find peace,
When the lungs disobeyed!
While the solitude catches up with lucid pasts; She writes her own story with favorable yet imaginary moments all for survival!
Is the poem is about the patients who are suffering from Corona?
Mesmerizing and quite scary to be honest ?
Wow… The fear in the death bed can truly visualised in this poem as the current scenario.. can be connected with any one… Penned well… Keep Growing..
The final silence of breath cooling down ones entire circulation to be part of cosmos.
Well portrait!!!
Keep it up
It’s rare to see such complex words forming into sentences…Gonna be looking forward to reading such poems.?