Drumming in the head
Is a tune orchestrating
As if the thoughts embodied
Gulped in a quick thirst
Blended in and synchronized
Now
Whirling in and out, spiraling
A multifarious reel of amusement!
Oh! In an unreal ticking of time
It’s now a callous out cry
Plummeting vilely
Lingers on and on deep
The ho hums hawking
Yes, for sure; there lies the prey
Sharp into the centre tumult it fell
Zipped in a huge carcass of sounds!
Agonized, it laments and squirms
Fretting, fuming and vaporizing
Paralyzed, lay abortive, abhorring!
Yes, the humming in an eclipsing note
It’s haunting in mercurial temper
Steadying to chisel out
The every tit and bit in its assault
From that mortally handsome
Would sort and pick up piece a piece
Swallow in to a shell full of thoughts!
May the time hesitate to tick a while!
May it click a moment of spark!
On the facet of curtain fall
May it explode, as an escaped pray!
And emerge into the life.
Old wounds haunt and echo agony through recurring thoughts that longs for an eternal healing. An engaging poem one can relate easily with the engrossing expression.
Thank you Maaya Dev for the right track of realization of my poem.
An altogether philosophically charged work that bears the hallmark of the true Poet ,disgorging a torrent of pertinent concerns with poetic verve and acumen.
Thank you Louis for this inspirational appreciation.
What great poem this is!
Mangeni W.Obwoya, Thank you for your great words. I am blessed.