Six Feet Under - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Like an enemy when behaves your friends,
Like an unwelcome guest when lingers fate
With not a hint of his departing date,
And enemy’s enmity never ends,
When your deepest longings sound wishful wails,
Most astute of your acts when come to naught,
And others sowed ere fail to seed as aught,
When your fervent plea too like all else fails,
To hell when turns what was heavenly place,
Isn’t six-feet-under for you the sole space?
Nay, as hours ere sunrise darkest do seem,
As phoenix rises not but from ashes,
As auspicious turns a darkling most dream,
Monsoon winds blow ne’er ere June’s stagnant breeze.
- Sonnets | 01.12.06 |
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