Smoke silvery as guided missiles
spirals sun ward
from flawed flue of power flu
smudges rat grey
the dove cooing olive grove
soots as coal war sky's blear-all black
causing black out to the mind
of those in high position.too late
and too dim their insight comes
when dust of dinghy atoms
pulp innocent flesh
fanning a hurricane of fire.
pain shrieks from the scalded
the great agony of lack-
of something human
and peace of understanding
to summit a world's love donation day
for a love alliance of human race
to avert such fear fully.
Every day a love donation day, yes. Love: the only medicine for fear.
the great agony of lack- of something human That's what's nowadays universe is suffering from.Very nice write
Brilliantly articulated.... simply loved reading it...It leaves a reader with another dimensional wiew of love, hatred and peace
pain shrieks from the scalded the great agony of lack- of something human and peace of understanding to summit a world's love donation day The necessity of achieving what we lack is badly felt...10
lack of understanding and lack of humanity doesn't yield successful love donation!
You're right, I do like this poem. It is quite interesting and has a mysterious undertone of statements that are being made. I can admit it don't fully grasp its intent, but do recognize it is intended.
to avert such fear fully........lovely. Thank u, dear poet. anjandev roy.
pain shrieks from the scalded the great agony of lack- of something human and peace of understanding....beautiful thought
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your poem is very relevant today especially when we look at the state of the MIdde East.