Oh Master! Oh Master !
Embrace me, accept my last salute
I am late for my eternal journey
Bid me a grandiose farewell
As I won’t ever be home sick.
Sheen of your heaven is lost
and renamed as hell by cannibals.
Mornings are often mournful
and frozen pain of morning dew
Nights are nightmares fair
Of cold murdered dreams.
Oh Master! Oh Master!
Here blood thirst of manslaughter
Glorify massacre of innocence
enjoying deafening screams of agonised.
Graceless rising of day & night
silent vow of sun and moon.
Christmas eve without Santa Claus
New year devoid of any wishes.
Worldly desires are disowned
by all perdurable promises.
Oh Master! Oh Master!
Accept my last acquiescence
before I sink in my laboured breaths
freeing my own umbilical cords
shredding all my possessions.
My soul’s resonance waits for your call
before the curtain drops over our sojourn meet
and the holy death wrecks my attires.
So let me sacrifice all the unlived dreams
in the pyre of my half lived birth.
Oh Master! Accept my tribute before it is too late.
© Maya Dev 2014 Dec
Oh master is the supernova in the sky playing the symphony of surrenderence. Insightful, deep, divine and of course a heartfelt touching piece
Thank you Shamsher for your valuable comments. Regards
the poetic brilliance of this piece goes straight to the heart. Hats off.
Thank you Santosh ji. I am humbled truly…..Regards