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Grey
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English Poetry |
Close to life, pictures brown shows Garia*1
A bedraggled space shared by cows,bulls and Sulia*2
Sheltered in the crematorium, grief moulds into grey
Eyes just made to walk past without a say.
Smell, sadness thicken as fray.
Twenty-one century behind seems the stay.
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note:
*1: a place mostly occupied by migrants in South Kolkata
*2: just a name
A very poetic poem this one titled Grey
though giving a deep feeling of dismay
commends
@V Sir,
You caught the nerve.must admit a bad phase being trod upon…
@purabi
Never mind; the Godsend gift of talent with you at creating poetry is a great boon, relief, endurance & strength to successfully encounter all such periods in life remaining ever happy & inspired…
Purabi,
“Sheltered in the crematorium, grief moulds into grey” – beautiful, poignant, sorrowful.
Can there exist wisps of serenity that make the choking smoke and ash bearable?
Unfortunately centuries come and centuries go but every experiment at justice has been destroyed from without or sabotaged from within,
Fergus
a nice poem
short
but trying to say a lot
impregnated with emotions, care,
i loved the style
rhyming scheme
thanks