Awaiting madness

No, I haven’t entered
I’m still at the door
My knuckles red and oozing
Knees tending to sway.
This is where I should be,
That terminal state ,
After a long day’s walk
Through pain and woes.
I should feel it, red and hot
Its poise and cosiness.
But the wait is long
For my soul to desert me
And this door to get opened
My knuckles are red and oozing
My knees are tending to sway
But I should wait
For the terminal state
Where lies perpetual peace.

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About Fathima Manal

Dreams,fantasies,words and rhythm-other than skin,bones and muscles I am made up of these.With every drop of blood that my heart pumps,a new dream forms in me.With every breathe,i take the surroundings too inside me.And my poems are just the minute regurgitants of what i accumulate within. I am a doctor from Kerala,India,who should not be supposed to but is in deeply love with words and books more than medical books.Hope you enjoy my poems......

7 thoughts on “Awaiting madness

  1. Mohammad ashraf

    The ‘NO’ at the beginning is highly significant.it implies indirectly the longing deep inside.it may be the individual longing to get rid of all the traces of suffering by entering into the stage of ‘ organised innocence’ that comes at the height of experience. Or,it may be the longing of an ideal world dreamt by the humanity at large. . .the search for the absolute truth. The potential ‘perpetual peace’ is the desired order behind the apparent chaos.

    The poet has selected the presice moment, just below the threshold level. . .the ‘opened door’ may reveal even the unexpected. . .and that is aptly shown by the kinesthetic images as in ‘legs swaying’. . .who knows what is waiting there,at the terminal,the pinnacle of civilisation: angel or demon? Or it may be the waiting for Godot(c.f. Waiting for Godot,Becket samuel)?

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