Thursday, October 7, 2010

A Poem: Left Fathoms Below

The following poem is by Arushi Parmar. She is a member of the poetry team in Yamuna ’10.


The whisper that left her parched lips

was nothing more than a voiceless prayer.

The silent cry of pain she let out

was just a crouching desire to fail the fear.

Swinging her mind away from the aimless stranded life,

she made her way to the dainty dwelling house

where her happiness was stabbed by the worldly knife

where her soul and spirit were sucked and left out.

There she avidly wanted to treasure that dwindling moment.

not wanting to curb the ever-so-painful vague memory

when the hand she crowned the most

left her fathoms below her shimmery paradise.

She lay there, embossed in the listening wall

trying to unravel the mystery behind the young girls great loss,

who though wanted to be agnostic, still searched for answers from God and all,

but now a woeful colleen, is eager to be liberated from

the inescapable, infernal land.



No comments: