Rye On The Ravines Of D.H.Kabadi: A Study In Flickers Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Rye On The Ravines is simply speaking
A book of flickers,
I mean short poems,
Fleeting thoughts or just images,
The writer's yearning of
Presenting the instant thoughts and feelings
About the sensitive situations of life.

The gods jammed in the temple
Praying for oxygen
Is the idea and image of the first entry
With which he starts his three-liner,
The sweet mirror shows its face
On the silver-lined clouds
Another image.

The lights on the lamp posts
Appear to be bejewelled maidens
To the poet,
People talk of,
Let there be peace all around,
But satans seem to be conspiring against,
Paper boats on rain streams
Reach nowhere.

The poet goes on adding his idea and imagery,
Reading and marking, imaging and creating,
The ideas and images too coming
In their trail and train of thoughts
Gathered through sight-seeing
And poetic penetration,
The bogies rolling down
As the images pass by.

The poet is right in saying,
The sons lie they in glamorous houses,
But the mother goes begging,
This is the scene of each and every house,
The modern age and living,
The old man in the old man's houses,
Rehabilitation centres,
An apt picture of the materialistic age!