THE CRESCENT MOON
Today’s moon is not for fondling,
or for romancing;
Nor is it for reminiscence of old
lover’s tales!
Do not ever try to caress its sharp,
crescent shape;
Mistakenly thinking it to be the waist,
or the hipline, -
Of your beloved’s naked shape!
Restrain yourself, before your fingers
starts to bleed profusely!
For today’s moon is a symbol of the
cutting sickle,
Of those starved and hungry farmers –
of our age!
-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
02 Dec 08
(Dedicated to my poet friend Sathyanarayanji)
Raj Saahab! I have no words to express my gratitude; my love to you. How to carry such a beautiful gift that seems too heavy for my shoulders. A great great poems; in few words u portrayed the contemporary world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
u shatter the myth of the romantic moon...yes, several times i felt the sharpness though in a different context!