A Plate Of Eclipsed Sun-Flesh. Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR
A Plate Of Eclipsed Sun-Flesh.
I slept before solar eclipse.
At what time level of water increased?
When crossed the danger-line?
When water adulterous became my bed-companion?
Before realizing I immersed under deep water,
Painting-like water-village;
A group of beautiful mademoiselles welcomed me
With a bouquet of colourful death-flowers
And offered me a plate of eclipsed sun-flesh.
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Before realizing I immersed under deep water, Painting-like water-village; A group of beautiful mademoiselles welcomed me With a bouquet of colourful death-flowers And offered me a plate of eclipsed sun-flesh A beautiful poem with wisely chosen metaphors. Thanks poet for sharing the poem. 10 for it. Subhas
Thank you my dear poet. I am inspired. I always expect support and I believe you would not dishearten me. Thank you again.