Dark Life Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Dark Life



Shriveled black of a morose night
Stayed flat on my palms
The offshoots of lines are lost
And forced me to live in borrowed fate;
Aggrieved neighbors winked
From behind the doors afraid of
Losing their lives into me;
The sun dares to wipe the night
Off my life and hides amidst
The dark clouds to save its face;
Conches and cymbals fall silent
As women recede into dark cell
To get unclothed and wash their armpits
To save their purity
From me- the son of the impure moon.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 08 October 2017

To save its face! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Anil Kumar Panda 09 October 2017

Feeling nice that you liked it. Thanks.

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Gajanan Mishra 11 May 2013

save purity, good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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