Planets rush towards planets !
Commotion resists absolute damnation !
Dullness is not in blood , though it’s in the mind of insolent fools ,
Who Can sing the song of nothingness,
While playing with the source of eternal pain !
Mira’s Bhajan awakens the slumberous soul ,
Breaking the midnight silence.
The Ragas caress those fiery moments of intimate trance –
The whip ! The ripped heart !
Lotus blooms within each and every rejected foetus !
Cosmos drags limbs , feet !
Bones can still breed
A half dead , half alive creature
Out of dews , melting rocks,
Don’t hit back
Even if you are hurt !
The cut !
Let silence heal up astounded
The Deluge pulls the dead hands towards the floating space of complacence .
The angels dance and dance
Till the mad woman comes out of the womb
Of mother earth ,
Defying the trial –
Darkness of Spring overpowers
The eternal gloominess
Of shrinking planets !
Raids provoke them to defy damnation .
An eye for an eye ! the Breath for breath !
Cosmos drags the veins !
Their shadows must engulf those freezing drops of rain.
The gorge of Kilimanjaro will echo the song of the dead insane ,
Who died but still wakes up
Every night in search of love !
Copyright@ Priyanka Banerjee
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