Tiku akp


On The Otherside Of Life - Poem by Tiku akp

The fire was consuming him
On the bed of sacred sands;
Place twisted on layers of wood;
The body with bruises of old age,
Cold and frozen, lie suspended
Between curses and blessing of
Forgotten childhood, hopelessness;
The sacred thread is snapped
Between palms to kill identity;
All attachment to the mundane
Vanished as the pail is placed
Upon hearth of broken bricks
And fire is lit amid hushed tones;
A handful of rice is thrown over head
To the crow who has brought news
Of vein losing pulse in the wee hour;
Frigid eyes slip through gaps in layers
Of wood; with eyelids upturned he
Seeks a prayer for his lost progeny.


Comments about On The Otherside Of Life by Tiku akp

  • Freshman - 730 Points Ruma Chaudhuri (5/10/2014 1:44:00 AM)

    Nice poem.

    Frigid eyes slip through gaps in layers
    Of wood; with eyelids upturned he
    Seeks a prayer for his lost progeny.

    Excellent thought. (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,265 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (5/9/2014 1:01:00 AM)

    Frigid eyes slip through gaps in layers of wood

    very powerful imagery! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 7, 2014


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