Aniruddha Pathak

Rookie - 289 Points (25.05.1941 / Godhra - Gujarat)

A Poet And River - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

A stream I am struggling with tears,
Blocked on way mine by a boulder stone,
And wonder how to move on my own,
How to flow unhindered free from fears.

A poet I am singing my heart,
To heart cleave I and in heart believe,
To head’s devil my due still I give,
Two pillars and yet two poles apart!

An endless duel raging within,
What I wish to say be yon of words,
Words are all upon which I must lean,
Words and words, all wearing wings of birds,
A quenchless quench, dilemma of life,
There’s not but walking on edge of knife.
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This piece uses a nine-syllabic (three feet) anapaest metre
unlike most sonnets that have ten-syllabic (five feet) iamb.
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- Sonnets | 21.08.14 |

Form: Sonnet


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 17, 2015



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