After the Stroke of the Midnight Hour

After the Stroke of the Midnight Hour

A Poem by pranab sarkar
"

Drunk in a people yet to reach puberty at 60.

"

There was a time when I was me,

When voices galore tried to make me see,

Things they thought were rationally perfect,

Thinking their minds to be impossible to disect.

 

A surge of satisfction made me feel,

Knowing me was no big deal,

However, the pleasure of aristocratic company

Eluded me amongst human origami.

 

The sea of happiness appears with a kinking

Of my company's hand onto my drunken fling

Making it worthwhile as long as it lasts,

With a pleasure made immortal as soon as it blasts.

 

Now having passed the temptations of shoulder blades,

Awaiting comfort till the pubic swamp jades,

Sleep now, we say to each other with suitable ardency,

Expecting a sound sleep before waking to a world of idiocy,

  

 

 

© 2008 pranab sarkar


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Featured Review

I get the feel that you are talking about those partying people who never have responsibilities. I especially like this verse: "A surge of satisfction made me feel, Knowing me was no big deal, However, the pleasure of aristocratic company Eluded me amongst human origami."
You have a great talent for fun and elusiveness--reading between the lines. Very nicely written!


Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




Reviews

Hey, hey, hey....look who is here.
Great to see you.

The retrospection and the realization has been merged brilliantly.The metaphors make it such a profound piece.

A surge of satisfaction made me feel,
Knowing me was no big deal,
However, the pleasure of aristocratic company
Eluded me amongst human origami.

These are the best lines.



Posted 16 Years Ago


I get the feel that you are talking about those partying people who never have responsibilities. I especially like this verse: "A surge of satisfction made me feel, Knowing me was no big deal, However, the pleasure of aristocratic company Eluded me amongst human origami."
You have a great talent for fun and elusiveness--reading between the lines. Very nicely written!


Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

So the poet emerges finally!!!"There was a time when I was me" I can feel that on my pulse.Where do we lose ourselves?There are so many who want to make us"see".
"Sleep now, we say to each other with suitable ardency,
Expecting a sound sleep before waking to a world of idiocy,"
Is that where we find solace after we become comfortably numb?

"Of my company's hand onto my drunken fling" ...this line eludes me.

I would love to know what prompted this creation

Its brilliant by the way.




Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

225 Views
3 Reviews
Rating
Added on February 28, 2008

Author

pranab sarkar
pranab sarkar

calcutta, India



About
not again! more..

Writing
Beyond Beyond

A Poem by pranab sarkar



Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


The "F" Word The "F" Word

A Story by Rain


I Quit I Quit

A Poem by Tania Leigh