Fallen Pages Of The Weathered Quran Poem by Parul Panthri

A strong fluttering emotion
Trapped in the grounds of dread
Dreams of the clear sky
Bound by yesteryear’s thread
It fails to fly.
Prolonged confusion can make a man lose his sense of reality.
Prolonged fear can turn him into a cripple;
Too scared to react, even more scared to act.
He ate the fallen pages of the weathered Quran,
Chewed every word from ‘was’ to ‘is’
Then spit every bit of it
In a violent spastic fit.
What good is wisdom to me,
When accompanying me in a blind alley
It just walks by my side,
I gape at it wide-eyed.