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Confounded -1- When tension grips and the head reels In its ever accelerated twirl When two rays dangle from two flayed poles, And the dumb loss of a moment’s truth Looks so conspicuous and an eminently Forgettable lapse of an inoffensive world When the gentle genre to which the slamming Of an ever open door in the face of The rare perspicacity and purpose shown By a soul, a land and a generation belongs Looks so commonplace; when the benign Visitor’s countenance does indeed despair And crave a black visor above the originality Of its expansiveness and the staggering degradation Of its vitality; I have this great ache’s abundance Stirring in my cupped palms, held out in supplication, Till it rests, for an ever lasting understanding Ever in the vision, ever into its aftermath. -2- And when an hour’s trial and a moment’s judgement Bide time in the halls of eternity I get this call upon me to my concept’s elucidation And this urge to its sound espousal But in a brief and breathless pass upon a syllable When I catch the trail left of a wayward home coming I find eunuchs elucidating emancipation’s final flowering In its lone path of glory. And for once I lose my heart, I lose my sensibilities The stupendous reversal of a progression of faith Finally does catch up with me Annulling this reckless gambler’s momentary wins But who is now going to pay up its hefty price And take home the horrid truth. By: S.Jagathsimhan Nair 17 May 12 For: Elliott Bowe's" Drunken pen"

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Date: 5/24/2012 7:15:00 AM
Congratulations on your win with this awesome write!--Lori
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Date: 5/24/2012 7:09:00 AM
Congrats on your wonderful win, Jag! I am interpreting differently each time I read it. That's a good thing! Love and Blessings, Rhonda
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Date: 5/23/2012 10:51:00 AM
I take this to be a gambler that lost his/her winnings....and now must take home the truth of his loss... I could be wrong, but it wouldn't be the first time lol congrats on your placement in PD's contest !!! Enjoyed the read !!
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Date: 5/23/2012 5:20:00 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved win in P.D.'s "Long Poem" contest Jag. Love, Carol
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Date: 5/22/2012 10:20:00 PM
Jag, Congratulations with your awesome long long poem! Thank you for supporting my contest. Good night ~*~ALWAYS * the one and only :-) PD
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Date: 5/22/2012 8:18:00 PM
Congrats on your win,Jag....Nice going...
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Date: 5/22/2012 7:37:00 PM
Thanks for sharing the background on this drunken pen, Jaggy. Such depth of self spiritual assessment! Congrats to you while you are out traveling with your dear family! Friends til the sun stops shining! Gwendolen
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Date: 5/22/2012 2:43:00 PM
Jag congrats on your win..David
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Date: 5/17/2012 10:34:00 PM
Hi Jaggy...metaphor heaven in here...I feel like I can't comment at all on this bc it seems as tho we are traveling in opposite are being drawn to a life of purity as u try to achieve the beauty of this! I am still digging holes in the ground...Very nice entry...You better NOT be drinking!!! ahahahah. :) Gwendolen
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Date: 5/17/2012 9:08:00 AM
a labyrinth of images, nebulous yet distinctly scibed, jag.. surprising write!.. winning's best and huggs! :)
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