Phoenix Arises From Ashes Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Like enemy behave when your close friends,
Like unwelcome guest lingers when ill fate
With not a hint of its departing date,
Enemy's enmity when never ends,
When your heart truly pines but deemed as wails,
Most astute of your acts when come to naught,
And seeds sowed ere fail to sprout as ye thought, When your fervent plea too like all else fails,
To hell when turns what was heavenly place,
You feel six-feet-underneath be your space.

Yet, hours before sunrise darkest may seem,
Phoenix arises only from ashes,
Wait, auspicious may turn a darkling dream,
Ere monsoon winds reigns summer's scorching lease.
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Sonnets | 01.12.06 |