Wake up dear world

The rustic scent of the village

Where I was born filled the air.

Meek as a lamb, I sat by the fireside.

The hooting of the owl

And the howling of the jackal

With the twinkling glow worms

Conjured memories of the past

With condensed, translucent images,

Red for some of the time

And white for the rest of the time.

Explorer of humanity, beyond and below

The reigning civilization,

The landscape of the dispossessed,

Forcing entry into oppression’s closed door,

I contemplated on the absurdity

Of society’s cliches and their

Subjugating power, with skepticism.

In different forms, I have portrayed

How works of lyrical beauty and ethical depth

Can move the masses, pretending to sleep

On the bed of ignorance,

To reach those high spirits and purity,

Purity of thoughts, words and action

That create fearless love for truth

And keen psychological insight

With plastic clarity.

With visionary force and poetic import,

An outcome of multicultural commitment,

I make an appeal to this divided civilization,

Fading for some of the time

And ailing for most of the time

To wake up and apprehend

Our elusive reality.

pramila khadun

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About pramilakhadun

I am the holder of a Bsc degree in Food and Nutrition from S.N.D.T University,Pune,India.Have taught this subject in a private institution for almost thirty-five years.Currently, I am retired and travel alot with my husband Raj, daughters Dr Rajnee and Priyum and son Airline Captain.Had my first book of poetry published by Minerva press, London and other two in Mauritius.More coming soon.I love poetry and enjoy reading poems of poets across the world and I feel Destiny Poets is the right place for me.

6 thoughts on “Wake up dear world

  1. Suma K Gopal

    The poem instills the reader with fierce vigor, prodding to wake up from pretense-sleep!

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