The Elusive Wait


Ceremoniously sharpened wrought iron knife
His deity of duty, just taken out from the
Ayudha pooja~Viswakarma ritual
Spot on the tender meat, ripping apart
Such a perfectionist executor he seems

Flawless cuts even in his deepest sleeps!
Violent tearing jet of gushing acoustics
Irritating even the slightest ear chords
Imagine, it’s music to the ears, to the other one
He’s a god personified to the other one
The one always like an ardent disciple
On his aisle, with the humbled disposition
Gleaming eyes, filamentous spiny
Moustaches, rather a vase on the face
The felinity obscured by a meditating innocence
All focussed on his locus -the chopped bits torqued in air
Bits of meat are worth his lifetime wait
A curious wait with a grabbing hope
Short time satiety though worth the wait!
This cat wait is no catwalk or a cake walk
For it’s the entire hard earned wait against all
His god man’s abuses, crow-dog fightings
Personified with politeness yet aggressive and alert!

Just nearby another cemented platform mound
Lucky one I would define, always a profound
Palanquin for a rustic beauty queen of unique sorts
Whom I ever spot her only at the hours of twilight
Her glimmering lipshades and flashing drapes
Involuntarily pulling at ease all eyes’attention
Irony though are her floating eyes in mourning lyrical
One can feel her hapless heart in spite of her lustrous wait
A wait that she never wants to realise the fruition
A wait still which has to end up in shameful body edition!

Next street corner, my milestone for years
Is a haunting bony face,old and frail
seated with a grace, on his coveted Ferrari
of his life, the sliding hand pulled rickshaw!
He looks uploaded with loads of acute solitude
Sadness and gloom mapped all over with no gratitude
His unblinking eyes and a big black mole right on the nose
Makes him a roughened stone face, yet one would melt on
His dry straw hairs and  banyan-lungi with innumerous holes
He too waits for those eyes in the crowd, who can make
A hail, just for his mere penniless hand to mouth life..
He seems to wait, not just for that, but wait for
Something more, not  a mere traveller, but a
Life changer carrier who can profusely not,
atleast diffuse a small speck of his forgotten dreams,
childish cheers and a deck of simple happiness !
A wait wrapped inside his wait is what I see in
The poor man’s eyes, so cloudy and hazy.

All too short, lost a loved soul, many out there
Just like me, who too wait for a long long haul
which even the wondrous wait too weep and envy!
Wait my mind,let me wonder what is wait
Hope and time, both the entities of  extreme
Abstracts fused  into a frame and theme,
Time runs wild with no stops and stones
Hope unstunned remains to make the wait
Just elongate and reach almost infinite
A wait like a tabulated anorexic diet
so  severe, crude and a life-taking ticket,
A wait so obscure still it promulgates
Its longevity,  leading to its calm continuity
Starting like a trivial infinitesimal into an
Enormously self-swallowing infinity!

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About Umarani Jayaraj

An Avid Literary Enthusiast ,have just entered the main arena of writing with poetry,to follow suit on other forms too .Keen on writing my soul out on intriguing soul-searching/stirring metaphysical themes,passionate romance ,social concerns close to heart & anything influencing me-- with a sort of surrealistic imagery n crafted wordplay being my natural style. Want to have a firm professional place in literary & creative media world reaching global audience! (Ahh, its warmth of home ..coming back here to Destiny now after almost 3 to 4 yrs , this 2015, feels I was away for long...but at my other poetic home so lovable as this. I wish I keep frequenting both the soulful spaces foreva..!:) tq Poets, tq Destiny. Various Links to this nomadic me:)

14 thoughts on “The Elusive Wait

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    The difficulty,if any,that I have experience when commenting and reviewing much of the work being posted on this site,is that it is of such a consistently high quality,there is the inevitable tendency to repetition of,”I really liked this a lot”,which may appear trite and pro-forma but is nevertheless valid. In cricketing terms,if the batsman has lofted 5 consecutive deliveries in succession for a six into the pavilion,then he hits another for six to conclude the Over,it isn’t any less brilliant.I hope that my use of analogy or is it allegory?makes sense.

  2. Louis Kasatkin

    EDITORIAL NOTE:- This is to acknowledge that ” The Elusive Wait ” was 1 of 4 especially chosen poems by 4 especially chosen contributing Poets,to be our very first “Featured Poets and Poems” of the Poets’ Corner@Destinty Church ,the occasion being marked by the Lord Mayor of Wakefield,Councillor Ms.Ros Lund inaugurating this pioneering initiative at 11 am on 11th. January,2012.

    1. Umarani Jayaraj Post author

      Thank you Louis Kasatkin!:)
      Returning bk here after loong long tym …I know I missed reading all btfl minds n souls in here . But never late, feels ever like my first poetic abode here, tq lottz fr the recognition agn.


    1. Umarani Jayaraj Post author

      Dear Gopal Ji…your words n effort in reading n feedbks & the lot big interactions have been inspiring & uplifting me for years nw ..& hope so it wud be ever, this btfl bond. Tq n humbled by your presence, adored poet n frnd:)

    1. Umarani Jayaraj Post author

      Dear Maya Ji…
      Tq fr wat u hav done…fr ur read n btfl feedbk …
      This your comment made me come bk here after long , to say so frankly, fighting odds against this a/c username/password loss n all, lol:)
      See, u reminded me of one of my first poetic homes..n yeah, I need to be visiting here now n then fr lotta exchanges n reads of you such btfl poets. So, tq n luv 🙂

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