Darkness Bids a Bye

Of spoils of which I tell

In their lapse my memories fell,

I recall a blurry grey voice

Which tasted ice, for fire to suffice-

“What watchful eye the predator wears

Incessant intrusions of memories engage”

 

The answer to his questions I do seek

When the moon is shy and night at peak.

An impasse and intricate cogs

Muddle my sight of prayer,

Then a voice which sounds far but seems near

Screams loud for me to hear:

“Long have I been in a ceaseless epoch

Burning in the rivulets of reveries

But then a light so abhorred from my abyss I made

To thwart my appeasing forlorn fate”

 

I hear such voices every night

When times’ nimbus cloak lullabies my sight.

Outside the morning sleeps- away from night.

 

 

                        Fetus~

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Each time I read poetry from a Poet with great skill from India. I'm impressed with the school system. I like how you used the language. Making your point with powerful statements and great skill.
"An impasse and intricate cogs
Muddle my sight of prayer,"
A strong ending to a outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Dove]

You did a great job with the rhyming and the flow is awesome. You are so brilliant for writing this!

[Rene Velez]

well written and nice play with rhyme and words...

[manifesto]

Beautiful wording and I feel a deep, resonating beat throughout the whole piece. It's slow and gentle, but the message gets across. Wonderful!

[Robert Haigh]

Interesting work...good, strong imagery with poetic language. Impressive.

[roarke]

well, it's well known I'm not a poet. Your first stanza spoke the strongest to me, the impressions and the rhythm resounded most. Interesting impressions.

[wijdan]

oo great poem man .... i really liked it :)

[~ Stefanie ~]

"Of spoils of whom I tell
In the lapse of which my memories fell,
I recall a blurry grey voice
Which tasted ice, like a fiery suffice-
“What watchful eye the predator wears
Incessant intrusion of memories engage”
I loved this first stanza! It drew me right into this very well-written poem. I loved the wording you chose and the way you told the story. This has been one of my favorite pieces I have read recently. Great job!

[Shy Girl]

"When times' nimbus cloak lullabies my sight" Most powerful part spoken, in my view. All were powerful, but that one stuck out in words and construction. (not sure why, just how you form a simple thought there, sleep) Ingenious crafted stanzas from start to completion. I am still reeling from your story I just read. This poem speaks such sorrow and woe. Like your talking but nobody hears or is paying attention to your voice. As though you feel like background noise. Very deeply thought out piece. Thank you for sharing this stunning work :)

[Nao Deguchi]

This had a fercious tenderness, I suppose somewhat like a fetus!