Nothing Much More Poem by M D Dinesh Nair

Enqueued are a few more terrors
And staring helplessly at the times ahead
We are surviving for a small while
Unlike earlier, nay,as never before
And there is an echo of a strange demon's cry Made long before and it's now
Reverberating for a longer while.

Harp! who is whispering there?
And see! someone's shadow is emerging.
Surely we begin to feel him, the trespasser
Along the corridors of the beleaguered past.
Do panic, be vigilant and be fleeing
As his steps are nearing closer.

Engulfed by thoughts clad in dismay
And smiles shattered by clouds of taboos
Where are you stranded dear anonymous pals?
How are you counting the days fleeting?
May be, your sobs are to soon die away
As the portals of illusive immortality open.

Time, your tick ticks are ghostly
With the needles of your clocks dead
And for ages you have laboured in vain
As the planet moves into this darkest hour!
Silence, your huge shape is dismantling
All the pieces of the mystical songs.