9 SHORT POEMS PUBLISHED IN SYNDIC JOURNAL, ISSUE 13
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Poetry: 9 Short Poems By Ram Krishna Singh
9 Short Poems
By Ram Krishna Singh
Narrated By Charles Rammelkamp
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Poetry by Ram Krishna Singh
1. SPIRIT'S EDICT
After the death of Jesus
I ceased to be a sinner:
God's come closer with His love
my flame glows with passion
and dreams rise in new shapes
I love the Spirit's edict
2. THERE'S NO GRACE
Dusk is doomed
whenI shovel light
in darkness
fail to live
the intensity
of prayer
moistened eyes
draw me near divine
for a while
soul is light
and flowersand wings
furl in moon
but soon pain
overwhelms my space
and tears swell
fingers feel
decaying fireflies
in lamplight
voice turns blue
I scare my vision
there's no grace
3. LABYRINTHS
With sudden twists and turns
popping up each new day
life still awaits intrigues
through meandering pathways
I search the golden light
the rising capricorn
held for a sunday child
the labyrinths are dark
and scary but I know
the way in is the way out
I can't trip along the way
like others in blind alleys
the guardian angel
leads me to golden reward
4. LIVING IS A LONG GAME
I can't change body
can't belittle nature
prophets of doom
can't cross rainbow bridge
nor go to underworld
to reach heaven:
water and mountains
I can't negotiate
with my burdens
burial no end
living is a long game
that goes beyond death
5. AFTER THE ACT
They practice death
in school and blame India:
terrorist politics
no wake-up call
be it Nawaz or Modi
power luxury
in angel costume
each invokes divine
condemnation
after the act
ritual truth burial
and peace politics
6. FOUR MICROPOEMS
i.
a professor
not worried so much--
shrinking genius
at his table views nudes
reviews failed erections
ii.
the chains multiply
wrap life in the skin of water
crying quits to an acomous sky
the mute soul suffers
the oozing filth
iii.
a serpent twists
its head to face a dragon
on her shoulder:
their tails on breast in water swirl
to cleanse my kiss on skin
iv.
her smile
with the whiff of sandal
makes love livelier:
I search Tao
in the wind's flavour
--Ram Krishna Singh
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