indira babbellapati

Rookie - 106 Points (visakhapatnam, india)

The Wild On The Prowl* - Poem by indira babbellapati

(*Original by Perugu Ramakrishna)

On the prowl, now…

No danger signal
Can ever spot them

Memories bloom no more
In stead, only concerts
Of womb-lamentations…

Humanism snapped abruptly
To walk away mocking
At human-ism

Whole life, aborted

Will a girl dare walk around, again?

'Unless women morph into fossils
This sorrow can't be wiped off! '

Each unto one's self
On a routine basis

Delhi metro is yet to overcome
Its savage desire

Everyone is ours—humans
Just a few humanimals
Of undetectable marks,
That's all!

Cr udely
Habituated to flesh-eating
Go about boldly
Stomping lives
Sporting garlands of bones

Repulsed at the world?
Close your eyes!
Civilization set aflame
Pats you again into wakefulness

True, now there're no
Traces of 'mother-feeling'
Even Mother Goddess is afraid
Of a holy-procession
And wouldn't step out of
The sanctum sanctorum

The present human history
Is a document of
Blood-streaked halts
In course of the journey…

Transl by Indira Babbellapati

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 31, 2013

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