These clouds…
Revon 2006 (Udupi)
Amidst these dark clouds I see Hope; fledging through the wrinkled pits of an old-eyed spark, Gleaming like a river On the dry soil he sits.
Then flashes the light Which with all its might Opens the heavens with a roar To see a great sight.
A being pours nectar; from the brass pit of air A cleavage opens, it gushes, moistens the man Clearing from his face the mud of tan and blowing breezes like under the wings of a swan.
I sense rejuvenation, something poking at my feet; With inquisitive frowns, I stare the ground Just to see buds blooming in every street. This is the place where heaven and hell meet.
Amidst the spray of joy I sense, Tears; opening out pages of fate She made us our hope Smoke and garbage we called our mate It hurts when you love so hard, and get ignored hard n straight.
But finally, then, I feel the seventh calm I sense the joy and happiness as always; but now with a closed palm, Never asking for love as an alm.
Then again some other eve, some other morn; with a smile on my face and bruises on my back I live again, from every crevasse and every crack, some intimate feelings, amidst these clouds.
About this poem
In this poem I have tried to express the beauty of the monsoon season through a mystical experience. I’ve tried to also invoke the ideas of environmental activism and the aftermath of a rain. Hope you guys like it.
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Written on August 14, 2022
Submitted by irdias123 on August 24, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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