The Revealed Myth

Lost in the desert at night, a maze of stairs reveals the myth.
Neon sign, beside a paan-red smile, pairs-- revealing the myth.

Clotho has ringlets, Lachesis slanted eyes, Aisa laugh lines, 
Weaving tapestry of rapturous affairs, reveal the myth.

Who plays the distant sarangi? Who pours the quenching nectar?
Falling into stride behind Inanna's heirs reveals the myth.

Those intimate moments trace the tangible warmth on her skin.
In proud destitution, a desire she wears: reveals the myth.

Sand trickles through his anxious fingers, the mirage disappears.
At dawn fugitive memories Tashir bears. The revealed myth.



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Date: 31 / 10 / 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Vinson Avatar
December 21, 2016 at 2:37 PM
Is it true that what seems to be is always better than nothing? Cheers, Tamal - I liked this a lot.
Kundu Avatar
December 21, 2016 at 11:40 PM
There is a Bengali proverb that roughly translates to, "It's always better to have a blind maternal uncle than not to have any. I think you just said an extension of it. :D Illusion is better than absence.
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