Phoenix. Apparently. I Days gone by, memories cherished pains withstood, laughter abounded, passions swayed, tempers flew: deep in Conflict’s mire I swam, sunk and drowned. II Phoenix like I rose, death-like my fears consumed me, and love seated deep within was rebuffed and abated. I squirmed, screamed, yelled, punctured illusions, sought reality, defied the genuine and embraced the façade that led me into the stokehole of hell’s fires. III I cried out in agony, reluctantly clinging to that which seemed so right, yet so wrong. I unabashedly slid and shrugged away from the one who was once, and perhaps still is the ignitor of my passions. IV Demon personified in me, I clenched at the last straws of Evil and Happiness combined. Coaxing, wailing and pleading, I defiled the sacrosanct tugging of my heart strings. V Devoid of care, concern and sheer indifference, I burnt the rising phoenix again, and again; leaving ashes to ashes, and dust to dust! VI Am I happy? No. Do I want to seek for it? No. Have I buried the last rays of hope? Yes. Am I sorry? Yes. “In my beginning, is my end.’’ --(Won second place in the Ekphrasis India Contest 2)
Posted on: Tue, 03 Jun 2014 08:48:33 +0000
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