The multistoried building stands
desolated in city environs
with floors still ‘under construction’
and a heap of grabage fouling within its fence.
The decoration of fragrant garden within
accentuates kind sight of the passers-by.
Captivated by machined simplicity
streamlined with time,
he stands there perplexed
at the discovery of alloyed divine element
trying to redefine the domain
to reformulate the structured phenomenon.
Assigning adjectives to the noun
raises deep eddies within
wading through the velveted admiration.
‘She’ won’t submit her soiled devotion
in the circumambience of sensitive rays
piercing through the pitch-dark clouds.
“I would better set the garbage ablaze”- ‘she’ said.
Copyright © Neeraj Kumar | Year Posted 2005
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