Prosepoetics-11 Poem by Indira Renganathan
Prosepoetics-11
A few were spinning
Around the deities
A few were meditating
More a few were waiting
For 'archana'
Wakeful like the goddess
I was watching though
There was a silent pricking
Of conscience inside me
As I was not praying
But that didn't matter
For justice was on my side
As I was actually filing
A case against the priest
In the court of the goddess
Performing archana with
Cut-naamaas mumbled
Ashtotharam was interrupted
As of a show even today by
Cleaning around the deity
Talking to the flower girl
Counting the coins
More then and then
Service or profession
This impious act?
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4/25/2024 2:11:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Great poem. I loved the way you described whole thing. The poem was written well with nice texture and imagery. I rated it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and rate my poem 'A dream of the judgement day' on page 1. Best regards Akmal