The Sunrise Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

The Sunrise

Rating: 3.5


Tearing apart the womb ofdarkness
A child of blood red was born,
Without any signs of labour
On the mother's face
An expansion of unrippled blue
Washed away all the wounds
From the face of the fatherhood

Light was overflowing
From the smile of the child,
There came an end to deathness,
Wings trembled to open
For the ecstasy of flight
The lips whistled songs,
And words fell in rythyms

All flew in the wave of song
There was no sign of sunset nearby
Perhaps far far away beyond imagination.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajkamal P.j 14 March 2016

An attractive imagery. Congrats.

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Gajanan Mishra 02 March 2016

no sign of sunset, right..

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Soul Watcher 02 March 2016

Well done Ramakrushna, thanks for sharing

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