My Plotemy's Aparantha Poem by Lovita Morang

My Plotemy's Aparantha



O myPlotemy's Aparantha:
Enter the passion of Great abstinence,
Songs of fishermen in Goa, in my passion prominence

Carnival of communion of mysteries,
River Mandovi's thirty springs songs and a history;
Dance of fisherman, abridged, I stood on the bridge majestic,
Vasco de Gama harbored hopes on yards of Estaleiros Navais de;
Distant rumbling of"Galyat sankali sonya chi, hi pori kona chi? "
what does the song mean, I asked an Konkani,
With a golden chain around her neck,
Whose sweet daughter is she? " replied he.

Enter the passion of passover meal, Baga beach, dish of roasted kingfisher fish;
Love just was in primordial fluctuations of fabian policy,
Mother of God, immortality sealed Basilica of mortal remains, healed.

I picked laterites rusty-red stones,
Gold coins of Kadamba king, golden sandshines by rocky hills.
Where are all great empires unadorned,
where is Shivachitta Paramadideva gone?
Great rock art engravings, walked on metamorphic rock cradles of time,
Made of Greenstones of metavolcanics, ferruginous quartzite,
Usgalimal by Kushavati river on layers of laterite red-stones platform
In Kajur, the rock engravings of animals, tectiforms
Who were Acheulean? When was earth formed 4.6 billion years ago;
The first man's sojourn enters into human life.

Jagran folk's tales like the megalithic stone circle of 10,000 yesteryears,
Dance of wakeful nights to awaken divine graces of yesterdays;
Palaeolithic life, why shall we rush, in concord discontinuity,
Mathēmatikē Syntaxis, what elegaic couplets, banter witty synchronicity.

Plotemy's Aparantha, sea of sun and sandshines Goa.
What wit "go and tell it to the Spartans, passersby…"sharpen the warble warm;
A non-poetic sarcasm, taut taught shingle to shores of your single epigram?
Why should I seek inner planet's exact time of earth's Palaeolithic poetry,
Freedom of worship, waiting in abeyance, Plotemy's Aparantha;
Enter the passion of Great abstinence, Goa.

- Lovita J R Morang

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
As i watch the fishermen in Goa sing, i called my beloved dream lover to enter the passion to live on.
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Lovita Morang

Lovita Morang

Arunachal, Assam, india
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