Manu Dash

Rookie - 0 Points (4 July 1956 / Odisha, India)

Death Of A Crane - Poem by Manu Dash

It happened probably
in the year
Shashtri ji was our Prime Minister.
Returning exhausted from the school
on a summer afternoon
I saw an archer taking a short nap
under the shed of a roadside banyan tree.
A crow suddenly flew away
after dropping on his face.


Irritated the archer stood up
and found a white crane with unfurled wings
resting on the branch of the tree.
A professional archer
replies and retaliates by his archery only.
The innocent crane fell down
on the ground with a thud
for mistaken identity.
My breath choked for a while.
The archer picked up the dead crane
and walked away contentedly.

Often I wish
I was that archer
Carrying the imaginary dead body
Of my enemies.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 17, 2014



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