The stringed up self

Me
And my aspirations
Speculated though
Sputtering candle-wicks
That dimly burn
Would brighten with haste
Withering frustrations
Proclaim – the death for the earthly
Is inevitable…

The used up wishes
Hovering afloat
After- burners unkindly spent
The cimmerian bleakness
Accompanies
The blank nothingness spared…

Still remains there something
Does refrain from vanishing;
May kindle itself on
Out ranking the oblivion!

The inane self whispers
What neglected be done
Dejecting the re-mimicking thoughts
Of addicted ‘perhaps’ and ‘if only’…

Yes, deep from the vastness
They do grimace
Starring light-jets
Neither any ‘perhaps’
Nor any ‘if only’.

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About GEETHA RAVINDRAN

Born on first Nov 1959 in Mumbai, INDIA. Had the schooling at Mumbai & graduated in Physics from Calicut University in Kerala. Married to M Ravindran. We have 2 boys , the elder is Lt. Commdr in Indian Navy & the younger boy is doing his MS ( Aero space) at IIT Chennai,India. I am working as a MATH Teacher at Kendriya Vidyalaya since 1980. I write poems in Malayalam, English & Hindi. Published a malayalam Poem collection "JWALA" in 2009. Many of my poems have been published in journals.

2 thoughts on “The stringed up self

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    A rather extensive poetic examination of what might be termed ” ennui “.
    It is laced with a self-deprecating,mordant humour which elevates this
    work above the reader’s quotidian expectations.

    Reply
    1. GEETHA RAVINDRAN

      Yes, Louis Kasatkin, you observed it right that the usual weariness of the present times has forced to give this poetic approach to the resentment , I do agree. But I am not yet sure whether the trauma is fully expressed.
      Thank you for a thorough reading.

      Reply

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