Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Poems in Syndic Literary Journal, No.5

Syndic No.5
Syndic Literary Journal

Poetry by Ram Krishna Singh

by Ram Krishna Singh
I need a few hours
without god, thought, or self
and just be free
restlessness of night
now frightens the morning
I can’t even breathe
I can’t lie like
uprooted pole on the roadside
rubbished by all
no prayer helps
trust shrinks life without love
time’s running out
Hiding helplessness
in the luxury of prayers
he raises a wall
a babel of deception
through cocktail of drug and desire
meanders through dream-
miracles and wakes up to
unheard alarm
each morning repeats rituals
ageing time is ashamed of
I’ve lived so many deaths
now I fear living
there’s so much ruin
inside and around
no tattoos on breasts hide
the rusty cauldrons
none hear the raging fire
voices multiply
the darkness of earth seems
beyond verbal face
sun is stopped in temples
stones explode in hands
it’s vain to dream a new
picture of the world
the viewless shapes of gods
eternal twilight
it’s no use flying so high
the sky seems shattered
the city is haloed
in saints’ blasphemy
Compiled/Published by LeRoy Chatfield
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