Where, Where, Where?
You were not there
As she lay in fetal sleep
Not listening to the soft stepping feet
Of that monster-is this another repeat?
Various unvoiced:
Preachers.
Teachers.
Brethrens.
Activists.
You were not there…
There but silent
There with closed minds
The weakest amongst them all
The complainers, yet praises! ! ! !
You can’t be here because you are still there
Past deeds don’t die; they live as lies
You’re not here because of enslaved
Minds chained to old ideas.
There, in abhorrence of ones deeds that
Exonerates responsibilities from protagonists; but
Leaving bad seeds for perpetual pollination by bees
Almedia S. Knight (ASK)
April 11,2009
Another painting by words, caption perhaps 'The silence' Here and there the bridge between 'I exist' and 'I am not'. excellent. Drop of tear got its expansion as an ocean. Regards, 10++ pranab
To Hon’ble Almedia Ma’am ‘…You’re not here because of enslaved Minds chained to old ideas….’ Here I agree one hundred times multiplied by ad infinitum … Emotion is no palpable thing but subsubtle- vibe… Why stay hooked up? Like screwed psyche…smothering…not get parched up... Let us have nimbleness … ‘Contraction is death expansion is life’. Swami Vivekananda 10+++ Ms. Nivedita UK
yea an awsum poem... loved ur choice of words... itz amazing how you express urself!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love how u express ur thoughts into this poem.. bRILLIANT