Phoenix - Poem by TANIYA KUNDU
I sat on the time-worned riverbanks at dusk,
As the mighty sun went down on another day.
The darkening blues settled softly into my mind,
As the warm starlight from eons ago bathed me.
The stars looked lonely tonight; hide and seek
They played with the passing clouds of thought.
In my desolate fortress, I ruled in troubled peace,
All dire thoughts of change and revolution at bay.
But the ignorant king, never really apprehends,
When an idea can set fire to the decadent moulds.
And as the old world burns down to mere ashes,
The lone Phoenix rises again, strong and proud.
Its song, it soothes the helpless cries, and its tears,
It washes the glowing embers, until all is healed.
The rains come down, not a moment too soon,
And tiny flowers bloom from the charred bones.
From the young shoots grow tall trees of wisdom,
The birds cooing the songs of promise and love.
The green, it covers all that was fragments of dust,
In time for the kings and the people to play the parts.
Such is the circle of life, as it travels on ever after,
Like time, it has no beginning nor an end, you see.
And, as we die and are reborn, as Phoenix and stars,
Our formless soul lives an eternity of numberless lives.
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