Turned In To Water And Fled Away-22 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFG HIHIJ KI LMNOPOQRSIHT UH VWXOYZIFA2In the west an evening a star a pause of golden rays of rain | A |
A table laid out like a blossomed rose | B |
On it a scotch bottle an assembly of aesthetic lines and curves of | C |
Translucence and in it imprisoned a liquid demon mobile and ruthless | D |
And I in front of him | E |
Who else could it be who sips diluting the evening and hindol Indian tune in the | F |
Silken liquid that tumbles down into the parrot green Rosenthal glass | G |
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One who is not chained to the post of any one country who did not surrender | H |
His tongue to the fruit of any one tree | I |
One who did not enslave himself to the waters of a single river | H |
Who looks on the sea as the liquefied earth and views the earth as the solidified sea | I |
Who feels the enormous pacific waters as the huge teardrop of the children of earth | J |
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Who gathers in one sweep by his titanic vision the massive landscapes seascapes and | K |
Humans capes who can it be | I |
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Who can it be who learnt to sense the mysteries of the melodious vibrations | L |
Which the Rosenthal glass releases touched by a fingernail | M |
Who is that winged angel who hovers about on wings on towers on cliffs | N |
And on the cities | O |
That lord of the world | P |
Fo fancy and phantasy | O |
Who has between his fingers the bunch of stars of Kritika | Q |
Dipping them in the liquor dancing in front of him bites each star | R |
With his star like fore teeth and enjoys munching them | S |
Who can it be | I |
When storms write poems on the cities then we know that the storm has the power | H |
Of the poet and the poet has the power of the storm | T |
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Some poet seems to have slipped into a mountain stream | U |
and melted away in its hurrying waters Now those waters sing poems forever | H |
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The government true to itself snatched away my house but now I enjoy the view | V |
Of the rising sun and the setting moon more than before | W |
Cruel life made me into a stone but | X |
I became the sovereign to the empire of stones | O |
Born to immortal flowers I dropped lotuses from my hand | Y |
And held the heart with it | Z |
I sleep in my own body | I |
Seshendra Sharma | F |
http seshendrasharma weebly com | A2 |
Seshendra Sharma
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