Pinaki Dewan

Veteran Poet - 1,452 Points (24-09-1997 / India)

A Scene - Poem by Pinaki Dewan

He stood expressionless in the dark, empty room, one gloved hand tightly gripping a red kite, another naked hand a dynamite; and nothing of the gloom pervading the dense conurbation, nothing of the tenebrous horizon; only a conflagrant siren weeping ceaselessly with the bedraggled wind, and a porch-climber panting, running through the vacant boulevard, and I, a little sad, immersing my old self with the new horrors of destruction.

Topic(s) of this poem: horror, war

Form: Prose Poem

Comments about A Scene by Pinaki Dewan

  • (10/28/2018 4:15:00 AM)

    War and destruction destroys everything. Great write. (Report)Reply

    Pinaki Dewan(10/29/2018 5:33:00 AM)

    Thank you so much Sir...

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 28, 2018

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