Innocence lies dead

Blinded and maimed

Sprawled on the pavement

That needed repairs a year ago.

The eclipsed moon shines

on his white face

Too pale to identify a lingering half-smile

Saying to the world

Here I was happy

And you spoiled it so.

Experience rides away,

A motorcade blindly following

Headlights aglow with passion

In a desperate mad race

To scale the elusive rainbow.

Reason weeps,

A repentant Frankenstein

Calculating moves

To sacrifice the knight-in-arms

In a bid to checkmate the reigning king,

As the chess-board burns,

A fire leaping out of Inferno.

Far away in the distant horizon

Thunder rumbles

Lightning strikes

An expanse of watery sheet

Comes rushing across,

A little boy opens the shutters

Extends his little palms out

To collect the pearl drops through the window.

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About Madhumita Ghosh

Studied at Jadavpur University, Calcutta, India. M.A. M.Phil Ph.D in English. Associate Professor in a degree college affiliated to Calcutta university. Love reading, writing poems and short stories. Translation is another passion Have translated English Romantic poetry to Bengali and Tagore poems to English.

3 thoughts on “Raindrops

    1. Madhumita Ghosh

      Hi Louis, thanks for singling out the allusion which I myself find interesting about the poem. Yes, reference here is to Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein and not to the movie. Frankenstein is repentant to have attempted creation of new life, where his experiment went awry and resulted to a monster…who ‘could have been Adam’ but now has turned out to be a ‘fallen angel’, rather a monster. I see this monster as man, fragmented much like the dissembled body parts from which Frankenstein attempted creation. I would rather Frankenstein repent for his noble but disastrous experiment.


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