A puff eager, by the banks,
taken to resolve;
resolve what seems already solved
Mundane ashes in the backwaters dissolved
An axis stagnant, eager to tilt;
eager to revolve.
Is there a Bulbul as such-
voicing melodies under a raven’s watch?
Is there a provoking touch-
gifting warmth under an alien clutch?
The lady with synthetics torn;
deprived of stainless knobs,
takes a dip
Emerges with a stretched lip
Is she a rebel?
Or is it I
who is a fake foam.
Gangotri has lost
Ganga has won
The one tilted shifts back
Absurdity meets its clarity
back home.
Use of vivid imagery…beautiful poem
Thank you..:)
This effortlessly combines the elusive ,evocative and ethereal.
FOOTNOTE for the general reader :-
Gangotri (Hindi: गंगोत्री) is a town and a Nagar Panchayat (municipality) in Uttarkashi district in the state of Uttarakhand, India. It is a Hindu pilgrim town on the banks of the river Bhagirathi and origin of River Ganges. It is on the Greater Himalayan Range, at a height of 3,100m.
Gangotrri…
Thanks louis 🙂
Soul-stirring ! the poet’s captivating style has the reader mesmerized..