The Pain of Creation
And I-
Beyond the forest, beyond the mind
Came over-
Kandapara’s field
Before the evening puja
In the journey of this path to eternity.
The thought of ending awoke
Immense pressure of urine in the abdomen
Bubbles of words that have sprouted
In the mystic life of blue-necked bird.
Colored goods-
Splendid poems-
Wanders in brain,
But-
Saint's meditation on locusts
Daily poking of material thorns;
Remains-
Still remains-
The golden words remain airy
The treasure of the heart in strange language-
The fruit of hard nectar hangs;
Eternity hangs
As if the motionless
Strange pendulum.
Deepening music-melody of heart
Remains waiting –
Waiting for a suitable time
Extreme coition of Zeus-
The merry sound of reunion
The voice of indistinct desire
In the lap of the murmured waves
Sex-satisfied body sounds good
In the secret and thirsty part of Leda.
Copyright © Reza Raza | Year Posted 2020
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