Monday, April 8, 2013


In some paralysed twilight,
When northern star is shy to shine,
Ringing bells threaten the old temple wall,
The sweet fragrance of garden four-O’clock
Masks the foul smelling cow dung and
They take a deep breath…

In some paralysed time,
When humanity hesitates to rise,
Screaming petticoat disturbs the sleep,
Sulphurous fumes of grocery store crackers
Drives away the oxygen in air and
They take a deep breath…

In some paralysed heart
Where morality is deep asleep,
Conscience plays the violin of remorse,
Till then, the black curtain covers the
First dawn in a white soul and
They take a deep breath…

Are you feeling like a
Shackled wolf in this dirty labyrinth?
Well, take a deep breath and relish that
Someday we’ll fall in love with our graves!

- Anunoy Samanta

(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)

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