The Cage


You may open any door
You want to get out of those high walls 
You are not ensnared in my body or soul
But I wish you’d stay back !
There is nothing in this world
Outside…same old sky and sunlight
But a pitch of darkness soon to come
And you know, Its cold in the street
Day might turn grey
Let the world not drag you
Into petty stubbornness when you leave
Only my cage register your absence
So I wish you stay back !
Glyph and ligatures fall and
I cannot decipher them from their ashes
Cacophony of the unsaid
Will hide behind those fading tombstones
Oh I wish you’d stay back !
That day, a promenade of silence
Will embrace me and in the labyrinth
Of my blank space
I remain lonely
Awaiting in this makeshift heaven
For your return
Its an hour past midnight now
I cannot sleep,
In this wistfulness of fading shadow
Masticating the taste of defeat
I believe,
One day this love inked in petrichor
Will tell you that
I wished you stay back.
Life is what you will learn
Only when life is gone….

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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.

4 thoughts on “The Cage

  1. VijayNair

    An aura of mystery permeates the poem.A softer version of the world of Poe confronts the reader : ”Life is what you will learn/Only when life is gone.” Magical !

    1. Rekha Moothedath Post author

      Thank you so much for your valuable comments Vijay sir and thank you for liking the last line. Yes its influenced by Kafka and Poe. I am really honored.

    1. Rekha Moothedath Post author

      Yes Loius, we all experience a state of ennui and despair, when our heart wanes for love, thus making one final attempt to hold on. As always its a honor and a privilege to receive your comments.


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