Long Distance Call Poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty

Drama in real life: This concept lighteningly
reached me 3 weeks before my dear Mom's final
[4th] Cerebral Stroke. And after 49 days of coma she
passed out [after about 11 years of bed ridden state].
May be she made her martyr to save her son. Many
descriptions have much resemblance to her sufferings.
Is it just a coincidence?

LONG DISTANCE CALL
esspeecee … 09.02.04.

# Bombarded,
Blasted,
Blistered,
Breached, broken
…I’m.

# Onslaughts.
Over pouring of:
Punishments
…physical
…mental.

# Atrocities.
Enslaving burden of
Crutches, cruxes, clutches
…severings,
…slicings,
…mincings,
At the end point of
‘Tolerance titration’

# Waiting for
Long Distance Call
For final
Long Distance Journey
To be
Bleached, Blessed
By Your
Grace galore.

# Hey,
My Lord,
Will You
Accept this
Ragged,
Body-Mind cargo
For shipment?

# Will in Your
Eternal, Blissful
Omni ship
Not grant
A wee ward
Even at
…remotest corner?

# Or,
Favor me not
To dive into coma
From mundanity?

# Or,
Immerse me not
In the
Super-Conscious
Ocean of luminance
To be
Beginingless,
Endless
Akin to
Your Onelessness
’Tis my coveted
Final eventuality.

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