Strange Are The Cadres Of Being Poem by Rafiq Sandeelvi
Strange Are The Cadres Of Being
Suddenly, a visage
With a hushed leap
Rushed past the mirror
Black and yellow stripes
Like waves strung together
Suddenly, the dressing table trembled
The clock’s golden reflection shuddered
The body – wrapped in fever – thawed out
In the microcosms of blood
In the self and attributes
Are uncanny secrets
In the sieves of faiths and doubts
Are a thousand cracks
Strange are the cadres of being
Just now, I was wide awake
Groaning in deep pain
Then, how did I drift off?
Just now, I was fast asleep
Then, how did the eyes open?
How did the quilt’s mound lift off?
I don’t know how
the joints dismantled
the mouth broadened back
the fangs crop up
the gaze emblazed
the toes curled back
the spine stretched out
the skin turned into hide
From where this bushy tail sprang up
In the caverns of being,
Where did I vanish, roaring?
I don’t know a thing!
Strange are the cadres of being.
i am yet again in awe of you. your poetry is so beautiful, please write more because i would love to see more of what you can do. :)
Another impressive and though provoking write! I love the imagery within this excellent poem. You definitely have what it takes to make through the POETRY WORLD! Keep it up! 10+++ well deserved! Love and Peace for always! ...
I could picture your pain crying out for it to cease. It s sad but true but not everyone let's us know in detailed words so well done.
It seems to be both a micro- and macro- cosmic pictures in few words... :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 2:48:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
completely stunning poetry... very unique one I don’t know how the joints dismantled the mouth broadened back the fangs crop up the gaze emblazed the toes curled back the spine stretched out the skin turned into hide From where this bushy tail sprang up In the caverns of being, Where did I vanish, roaring? I don’t know a thing! I really loved this part....while reading this part a full picture was drawn in my mind through your writing....sequence by sequence each line captivated me. You have a memorable.., smooth and sensitive Writing May Allah bess you always