New Hell Poem by Deepta Protik Osman

Listen or don’t listen…
Wish is yours //
I wrote what I thought
Listen or not.
When night was the king
Oneday,
A dark something
Was in search for a host.
And wind howling
As usual like a ghost.
There were no ghosts to live,
I thought when went out.
But a dark,
A black shadow,
A siren for death.
An eagle-whale
Was big and flew high //
This shadow…
Shadow viper,
Licked up my soul //
Goodbye heaven,
Goodbye hell //
The shadow viper hell:
A new hell,
Never saw heaven-hell was I.

14th March,2009, Saturday