But Bleeding
I uprooted my heart today,
Because, it made a big mistake with me.
A mistake for a long time
Carried with me!
I know it will burn me for a long time,
Failure, faults, everything will be remembered,
But the baby is always in my new heart
So is the woman I wandered in,
And will always remain in my evolutionary brain.
Yet I have to live,
I don't know how sad it will be,
All the blood in my body at breakneck speed
Come to the seemingly replaced heart
Whether purified yet,
But I don't want to-
Let there be no more bleeding like this.
For whom? For what? Why?
Yes, for the helpless child,
And for that fictional woman
Whom I depend on daily after all,
I thought she was my companion to grief,
To my all well and woe.
I was wrong,
That's why such a big mistake, continuous mistake!
Unnecessary, suicidal, very painful.
Needless to say, don't tell anyone-
The language of these deep forests
People will not understand,
Unless anyone is out there
To die like me.
It is not admissible for a poet to shout,
I never want to do that.
Stay, let it evaporate
Prolonged freezing
But unproven ice wheels.
I knew, but I didn't believe,
Still don't want to admit.
I want to forget what happened,
I want to forget the reality,
Thinking that the woman was wandering around
I want to believe - she is dead
Speaking of liberation,
In the fascination of the jungle,
Intoxicated by her inherited and primitive
Root of that religion.
Copyright © Dibbendu Dwip | Year Posted 2020
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