Aniruddha Pathak

Rookie - 289 Points (25.05.1941 / Godhra - Gujarat)

Sculpting Poems - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Stripped down to core, brought to the barest bone,
The chipping-chopping of a sculptor,
Probing the heart of a huge chunk of stone,
In search of a vaguely hinted figure,
Be poet’s chipping of churning vague thoughts,
Imagining how the mused lady looks,
Linking up like a child the dotted dots,
Yet unlike cooking from recipe books;
The sculptor’s strokes of love might silent speak,
The poet’s pampered words might as well sing,
And metered or not, rhythm their own seek,
Each reader then wings in his own meaning.
Oft yet, chipped and chopped on a thankless day,
The lady seems to tell him: there’s no way!
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- Sonnets | 01.07.14 |

Form: Sonnet


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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 16, 2015



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