Gorilla - 1 Poem by Seshendra Sharma

Gorilla - 1



Night is barking on the rooftops of houses
In the curved cradle of a pendulum, time sleeps
Like a child. All the houses closed their eyes, their
Voices have stopped. A voice from within me rose
And started throwing gold into the flames of the
Poems of a new generation. The paper could not
Defend itself against the light blowing from the
Lamp, and discarded thought rolled away like a
Chopped off head, on the white reams of paper-
Then, a song captured the simple lessons of
Solitude taught by the night, the origins of
Civilization - the moment, the song grew wings,
It flew away into the dark sky, like a tomb, my
Body was left alone, after the chirping bird which
Had perched there all these days, had flown away.
Now, like a martyr hanged in the forest,
Sun hangs in the trees of early morning - and there
In the hazy woods of tomorrow, rise
The dreadful figure of Gorilla.
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Photo: Dr. Manmohan Singh, Prime Minister
felicitating Seshendra Sharma: 2005

Gorilla - 1
Tuesday, February 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: revolutionary
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
GORILLA/ modern Indian classic was published first in 1976, when India was
Passing through the cruel times of emergency imposed by Indira Gandhi
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Seshendra Sharma

Seshendra Sharma

Nagaraajupaadu/Nellore district/AP/India
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