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Gopika P Poem
Darkness envelopes the plain
Moving stealthily among
Unsuspecting rows of houses
Filled with unbroken sleep
The wind, afraid to move
Lest it were to awaken
Even one from the grasp
Of this wretched sleep.
And yet one feels a cry
A long lost song of hope
Silent, yet unnerving
It strives to be heard.
The long hands of despair
Seek to embrace them
The singers of these songs
That reek of loss, irreplaceable.
Tired hands work on
The day progresses and yet
An end is not in sight
The sun sets, they work on.
They feast upon the dregs
Dropped from the heavens
That are found on earth
To subdue their hunger.
Fate, they say is to blame
For their woeful condition
For their pathetic existence
Fate and fate alone.
Nature herself anguishes
Over the painful loss
Of her many children
To the unruly hands of men.
A carcass floats down the river
Its stench numbs the senses
Is it a man or an animal?
No one knows and no one cares.
The song of a newborn
Muffled by the gruff hand
That binds and drags it
Across the river of death.
The song of hunger
Slowly rumbling through
Like thunder on earth
Silenced only by tired sleep.
The song of sorrow
From deep within the hearts
Of people young and old
Softened only by time.
These are but three
Of the many songs that are
Heard only by deep silence
And no one else.
The gods above in heaven
And the gods below
Carry on with their mirth
Not hearing these songs.
Songs of silence, of blood
Songs of death, of decay
Songs of yesterday
Songs devoid of joy.
They are everywhere and yet
They are heard by none
They are sublime and merge
Into the void that is life.
Copyright © Gopika P | Year Posted 2012
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Gopika P Poem
It’s time to walk away
And out into the world
Out we go through these
Iron gates of memories.
New challenges await us
Now we must let go
Of our fears to give
Wings to our dreams.
Promises to come back
Will they be hollow?
Only time can tell, but
For now let hope reign.
This time is sorrowful
Laughter and tears fill
All our minds, tomorrow
Is what keeps us afloat.
As I depart, to my friends
I say, “We’ll meet again.”
The future is uncertain
But please, let it be true.
Copyright © Gopika P | Year Posted 2012
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Gopika P Poem
The craving of the heart
Intensified by the start
Of the wheel of life
Filled with endless strife.
The mind mutters words
Double edged swords
Cutting through the shell
Leaving an immortal yell.
Pain, it filters through
Like the light chill of dew
Down my veins it goes
Till the tip of my toes.
The world is forlorn
The road is still long
Loss seems unending
The wounds unmending.
Copyright © Gopika P | Year Posted 2012
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Gopika P Poem
Brazen thoughts
Fill my mind
Even as I look
Out into the day
Fragments of dreams
Long forgotten
Faces the remind one
Of much left behind
Memories of yesterday
Bound in sheets
Of coloured paper
Scented with joy
Drugged sleep it was
Closed to the world
And its harsh truths
A sweet bliss
But alas it’s time
My eyes open
Only to be shocked
I beg to go back
To the time when
I knew not
The difference between
Dreams and reality.
Copyright © Gopika P | Year Posted 2012
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