Fossil Sobs Poem by Sujoy Bhattacharya

Fossil Sobs

Rating: 4.8


Fossil sobs
It was a long journey
from illness to recovery.
And a longer travel from
life to death ‘ s arena!
Two sick birds suffering
from ailment of captivity,
Were vomiting remnants
of undigested freedom.
A callous hunter was washing
his bloody bow and arrow -
Turning the turbid river crimson
red with a coat of blue
aristocracy that was making
vain boasting of supremacy.
A slender sea - gull was
Keen to make friendship
With the warmth of the sun,
Was going to betray frozen snow!
A trembling hand from within
the congealed clouds overhead -
Waved a glistening goodbye morbid.

Fossil Sobs
Monday, August 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: blank verse
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Subhas Chandra Chakra 25 February 2018

A callous hunter was washing his bow and arrow - Turning the turbid river crimson red with a coat of blue aristocracy that was making vain boasting of supremacy. Loved these lines so much. You are a very creative writer who is capable of creating a theme on your own. Thanks for the thought provoking poem Sir. 10+++ Subhas

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Jazib Kamalvi 21 August 2017

A nice poetic imagination, Sujoy. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks

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