Monday, June 16, 2008


Have you seen any pattern
in the wilderness of graveyard?
Death seems to elude design
Just like life.

You had a hunch
You would end in that armchair
but suddenly there was a gaping noise
And a flying glass caught you.

But you were lucky in a way;
In one piece now you tend
the flowers over your bosom.

Others lie scattered.


Ritwik Banerjee said...

pattern in the wilderness of graveyard

that's such a beautiful line of metaphysical poetry ..... i don't think i have come across anything like that before. beautiful! :)

BP said...

(Remember Me?)

Frankly, I don't know what to comment. After I read "Death seems to elude design, Just like life", I was speechless (for the lack of a better word).

I guessed that you wrote poetry. But that it could be so deep eluded me.

One hears such words, and what can one say but...

Rukhiya said...

The way you weave deep thoughts into succinct poems leaves the reader gaping at the brilliance potrayed and assayed.