Turned In To Water And Fled Away-22 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFG HIHIJ KI LMNOPOQRSIHT UH VWXOYZIFA2

In the west an evening a star a pause of golden rays of rainA
A table laid out like a blossomed roseB
On it a scotch bottle an assembly of aesthetic lines and curves ofC
Translucence and in it imprisoned a liquid demon mobile and ruthlessD
And I in front of himE
Who else could it be who sips diluting the evening and hindol Indian tune in theF
Silken liquid that tumbles down into the parrot green Rosenthal glassG
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One who is not chained to the post of any one country who did not surrenderH
His tongue to the fruit of any one treeI
One who did not enslave himself to the waters of a single riverH
Who looks on the sea as the liquefied earth and views the earth as the solidified seaI
Who feels the enormous pacific waters as the huge teardrop of the children of earthJ
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Who gathers in one sweep by his titanic vision the massive landscapes seascapes andK
Humans capes who can it beI
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Who can it be who learnt to sense the mysteries of the melodious vibrationsL
Which the Rosenthal glass releases touched by a fingernailM
Who is that winged angel who hovers about on wings on towers on cliffsN
And on the citiesO
That lord of the worldP
Fo fancy and phantasyO
Who has between his fingers the bunch of stars of KritikaQ
Dipping them in the liquor dancing in front of him bites each starR
With his star like fore teeth and enjoys munching themS
Who can it beI
When storms write poems on the cities then we know that the storm has the powerH
Of the poet and the poet has the power of the stormT
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Some poet seems to have slipped into a mountain streamU
and melted away in its hurrying waters Now those waters sing poems foreverH
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The government true to itself snatched away my house but now I enjoy the viewV
Of the rising sun and the setting moon more than beforeW
Cruel life made me into a stone butX
I became the sovereign to the empire of stonesO
Born to immortal flowers I dropped lotuses from my handY
And held the heart with itZ
I sleep in my own bodyI
Seshendra SharmaF
http seshendrasharma weebly comA2

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