My Maiden Meeting Poem by Ashish Chand

My Maiden Meeting



My Maiden Meeting

God! …
Rooted he stood in his solemn Prayer …
Blanked yet conscious was his Stare…
Floating conceiving his stance Motionless …
Unmoving experiencing was his Stillness…

Silent, clueless, un-groping …
Yet! As if on the verge of embarking …
All sounds lost burgeoning clots …
Thus raced his stupendous thoughts…

Steadfast but dangling on sharp edge was his State...
Nerved and astounded he reached his ‘Golden Gate'…
At seeded speed ‘Race of Mind' accelerated …
Blessed Irony was dictated to have begun …
Errors committed… Any mistakes done…?
No! …. God! … Absolutely … none…
Prejudices sorted … confirmations acclaimed…?
Yes! … Assurances were repeatedly taken …
Social norms … approvals … rituals followed…?
Ethics ….were religiously … utterly … laden…


Shock …
Recoiling … Bouncing … ‘This Shocking State' …
What's in store? … Blinking…..'This Unwinding Fate'...
Neat had been the affair …. Clean had been the Slate …
Pious … Pure … Religious …. Was the Crate …
Yet … Probably … may be … Asserting …
And even demanding I might have been in Spate...

Not that the sky had not uttered … In fact it had been Yelling …
Not that I had not heard … The compelling...The Foretelling …
Not that my understanding did not ring … The Bell …
Not that I did not know … Did not gauge the Irony … The Spell…

Not up in the Sky … Right Here is … ‘The Heaven' and ‘The Hell' …
"He" supports each one who doesn't have anything even to ‘Tell' …

Serve … The Love … Compassionately …
Revere… The Deity … Affectionately …
God! ...This state is beyond … Beauty …
Harrowing … This is ….Par - Humanity…

Perhaps she would not … She could not get the Facts …
Why don't I ……… Just ……… Take it …?
She cannot … Probably wants not … To tread the Tracks …
Why don't I ……… Just …… Accept it …?
She stays ……… ‘As it is' ……. Stagnant …
Me now... Inconceivably …… Pregnant …
Why don't I ……. Just …… Believe it …?



God! ……
Should I … Can I … Take it... Any More …?
Surely no … There is nothing left … In the Store …
Should I … Can I … Carry it further … Longer …?
No, it only reoccurs … Turns more dearth-ful … Stronger …
It is, as if … Getting torn, ripped off, getting cut … Asunder …
God! ... Sublime … Devine is the … ‘Power of Surrender…'

The Loss … The Misery …. The Hiatus …
Will be deep, wide … Tormenting … Gnawing…

Completely fading …. Haunting … Memories …
Totally eroding … Echoing … Daunting … Stories…

Dropping … Falling … Bottomless … Chasm … Slight …
No Base … No Floor … No Spot … Nothing in Sight …
No, not Flight … Not Height … Cunning Drastic Fright…

My Existence! … I will not be able to … Sustain …
My Presence! … I will not be able to … Retain …
Oh! … What will happen to my … Being …
Will I vanish? ... Will turn into a mere … Thing…

At that blanking moment …
No loss of memory… No absence of feeling … No fleeting Thought …
Sheer helplessness … Pure frustration … I Landed in my destined Drought …
And still praying with trembling hands … Unaware and Terse …
I clenched at her memory … My conditioned Goddess … My Life … My Verse…

Not fearing … Where was I to Land …
Not worrying … For any loss of Stand …
Not caring … Not fast … Not Slow …
As I … Tore … Ripped Her … Off…

Emerged behind Her Image … "He" …
In His magnificent Grandeur n Splendor Thereof …

Not Mocking … Eyes and Lips … Smiling …
Not Commenting … Quietly … Appreciating …

"I AM WITH YOU …
and …
SHE IS WITH YOU …
SHE IS MY GIFT …
LOVE HER TILL ETERNITY …
SHE IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY …"

God! This had to happen to me …
………. Mesmerized ………
I was the …….. Blessed to be ….
………… Solemnly Prized ……….
…. I knew not what else life could be …
…. She was now my Goddess to be ……
……………….
God! Goodness of God ……. The Goddess
Oh my God! Blessing of God …… The Goddess
Dearest of All! Bliss from God …………. The Goddess

The one in memory … was now the ‘Chidiya' from Yore …
The ‘To be Goddess' was now the …‘Goddess from Shore…'
…………. This is Pure, Perfect Ordainment ……………..
- - - - - - - - - - - - The Sublime Sacred Trend - - - - - - - - -
Life is to begin now to witness - - - - - - ‘The Magnanimous End...'

My Maiden Meeting
Thursday, December 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: god,love and friendship,love and life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Meeting your love....
man becomes blind....
the scenario is caught....extempore....
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 15 December 2016

To carry it further! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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