Last Ritual

On most day breaks I sat alone,
on a promontory sea side,
A bell is ringing from an old temple,
Lone bird chilling in the misty morning,
In the shallows men envied the waves,
kissing those tinkling anklets,
Acres of clothes hunched down,
slapping on the sandstone slabs,
Squalid bazaar rising in the dawn,
Tea shops filling with men on move,
I skirted the edge of the field,
Watched buffaloes touching the earth,
Voluminous panted boys played cricket,
runs made the cats and dogs run…
Girls lounged in mystic veils,
Eyes met and wickets fell,
Women carried water on dusky road,
Men herded goats on the sandy shore,
Mules loaded and plodded,
on the market road…
I walked along the bridge,
and sat on the crumbling wall
Deep down I watched the mourners,
it was the last ritual,
In an enchanted hour…,
in rubble and ruins I returned…

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About Rekha Moothedath

I'm a teacher by profession, hailing from Calicut, south-west coast of India. I was brought up in a huge joint family, a home in lush greenery and a mile away from the sea shore. Being married to a defense personnel, has enabled me to travel widely within India and once made me write a poem on the great Andaman islands. I did my post graduation in History and I do research papers and have published a paper on medieval Indian feudal society, in the International History Congress. Sometime in the late nineties initiating a life time love with Latin American poetry I mustered up all my passions in writing. Though my head fought battles and spoke peace, poetry was always a deeply embedded part of my soul and I was enamored of her beauty and traveled through the emotions of tempest and silence and overcame the desolation.

2 thoughts on “Last Ritual

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    A perfectly good poem has ,for the casual reader been burdened with avoidable distractions :-

    Minor Editorial Note :- What is the significance of the exclamation marks ? I counted twelve of them ….

    Reply
    1. Rekha Moothedath Post author

      Thank you for pointing that out, Sir and edited. Also appreciate your comments about the poem.

      Reply

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