Syed Ahmed Shah
Ripples In April 9,2012 - Poem by Syed Ahmed Shah
‘April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain‘ -(Waste Land)
Prosaic spring night; droplets of carbon monoxide
Paint brazen leaves with dark shades of truth.
Rumbling doomsday drums stun to silence
The monotony of treachery.
Fires, fangs rule our reasons as spring gasp for breath.
Welcome change from the hypocrisy of sunshine
Peddled by the wizards of fertility; hoax and lies mixed with vomit.
I drink my night under the corrugated iron shade; and sleep
© Syed Ahmed Shah, Bokultol, Guwahati, the 9th of April,2012
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