PoetryTwo poems from Nayeem Gahar
Askance
Let me swallow the shredded anti-particles
Up in the void
With particles whizzing past my bodily form.
Now, somewhat erect on the gaseous clay
With fractionation working in me
I whiz past time itself leaving
Frozen moments that whiz past future.
In resonance of truth and absurdity
I call out askance in human voice,
'Who is there?'
In resonance it is ethereal 'I' eternally existent,
An ever-repeating dimension of only
Fractionation, relativity of shine and shadow,
Disfiguration of only earth and water!
Drifts away with the tide of monsoon flood
Like a chopped moon
Leaving home and hearth,
My shivering hands
Get tied in the nasty storm of weed and moss
Every time I spread them to reach you
To save you and bring you by my side.
When I was too tired to make any move any more
Suddenly the vista changed around us;
You got yourself together,
Your shining body was swimming in a lotus lake.
Now you were a nymph, your silver wings
Slowly spreading; smiling you gave me a golden
Axe, then spreading your wings you flew away
Towards the midnight sky full of stars.
Up in the void
With particles whizzing past my bodily form.
Now, somewhat erect on the gaseous clay
With fractionation working in me
I whiz past time itself leaving
Frozen moments that whiz past future.
In resonance of truth and absurdity
I call out askance in human voice,
'Who is there?'
In resonance it is ethereal 'I' eternally existent,
An ever-repeating dimension of only
Fractionation, relativity of shine and shadow,
Disfiguration of only earth and water!
Drowning and the Onlooker
When your drowned bodyDrifts away with the tide of monsoon flood
Like a chopped moon
Leaving home and hearth,
My shivering hands
Get tied in the nasty storm of weed and moss
Every time I spread them to reach you
To save you and bring you by my side.
When I was too tired to make any move any more
Suddenly the vista changed around us;
You got yourself together,
Your shining body was swimming in a lotus lake.
Now you were a nymph, your silver wings
Slowly spreading; smiling you gave me a golden
Axe, then spreading your wings you flew away
Towards the midnight sky full of stars.
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