Neeraj Kumar Poet Free verse

One Who Looked At the Sky

i wonder
     at the life lying in dust
  wonder at his frailty,
        his wrinkled skin,
        his myopic grave eyes
  and the forehead smeared in red.

i wonder
 at the sickle
  clasped in his hand
   down with rust
overshadowing the sallow field
with a divine golden tinge.

Zephyr adoring the field
 kisses his body
     - unkempt,
       emaciated,
resting unperturbed
beyond a ratiocination or rhyme.

But i hear the ricocheting 
of matured seeds within
        transmogrified
    in the paralyzed time.
And here he lies,
  as hard as stone!

You stony eyes…
  don’t stare at me
Look at the sun
 hiding behind the horizon 
saying-
  I have to rise again;
Look into the sky
          into the nullity it mothers;
Chirping little birds retreating,
   on putative nestor’s call.

        

With sunrise,
  an aroma greets me,
My heart beats fast….
  …. me…. a tyro…!!

I looked at the new sky
  in the incipient expanse
   trying to fathom its reach

And again I wonder,
I need to waddle through
to the sallow field
   which was uncommonly golden
	only yesterday!!

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