"The Tsunami Of My Life" Poem by SANJIT MANDAL

Abundance of perilous water surrounded me,
The tent of my overhead,
Realised to be gloomy and covered
With the rays of sadness,
Eyes burst out as the while came,
The unexpected cadaver on my yard
Lay motionless and hundreds of people
Freezing there with their eyes wet.
My conscience fell from the high mountain
Like a piece of stone on the bed of a vast sea,
Sinking instantly from the surface of water,
The waves of the 'tsunami' washed me away,
Like a portion of deadwood to the darkness
Of the gigantic body of water,
Boundary unattainable, only wind can vacillate;
My life to and fro.
OH! Lord, why didn't you concieve
The slightest bit of mercy on me,
Why? Why? Why? , you could have done it.
IN my budding youth the 'Nakba'
Orphaned me of myself and put me
On the verge of 'Darkness'
Nothing visible; the inevitable awe surrounded me,
'HE' WON'T TALK TO ME NOW
Who brought me in this very world,
And left now empty for me to dwindle like a pendulum.
My tender heart couldn't be solaced
As I lost the shade which beshielded me
Since I was born,
A shade which protected me from the burning Sun,
An armor that was around me like a halo of the angels,
But the tsunami of my Father's death
Swept all these
To the distant unfathomable.