T (no first name) Wignesan


Ghazal: Now That She's Left And Gone To Be Herself Again - Poem by T (no first name) Wignesan

Now she’s left and gone away, my clothes hang dry
On the line for all to see – what a crying shame!

The lone cuckoo calls out in a haunting tone
Who hears him down here but on wing – what a shame!

Pigeons and crows balance on the clothes-line
And their droppings stain the sheets – Oh open shame!

She’s gone with shrieks from the magpies that dark day
And left me with her first born – Block my shame!

Baby cries for all to hear recall her voice
Where will it hide its face - Oh growing shame!

The musang miaows its woes in the jackfruit tree
Now that the wild she-cat roams in wayward shame

Baby gapes out the window and wonders why
If earth and sky witness bear – painful shame!

Would that the mother hear the cuckoo call
And lift her head to listen to quell my shame

The jackfruit’s ripe and sags at the tree trunk
A moaning woman at child birth - no shame

The puffed monsoon pulls its South-West skirts up
And floods the rice fields with tears, bitter shame!

Hamadryad’s hypnotic eyes turn ire red
Fate keeps the mongoose from common death – O Shame!

Still the baby’s cries in my ears call to you
What will I tell her later – wipe out shame?

My own shame mixed with no name to call my own
No Elephant God of Wisdom can blot out shame!


Poet's Notes about The Poem

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, June 18, 2013


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