Sunday, February 18, 2007 by Indrajit
'Rudalis'--- The Desert Mourners.
sitting in circles,
wrapping garments stale and plain,
Six shrills of sombre, echoes
beastly grim of pain..
Breezing dust , warm sands, carry
poignant cries of refrain.
to far and near, heralding
gloom and doom from the Bereaving Lane..
Hands thump the Breasts, hard as
hitting diabolic clamps of nail..
And cries and bursts of loss,
leaves dark clouds in it's trail.
Sun turns shadowy,with deafening
mourns in crannies prevail.
A Blue Blood's Death, whimpered
by six she-folks avail...
Ghostly , haunting turns the cry,
hands ramming the breats peak.
"Royales ,Thou shall not shed tears'"
so for penny trifles , mourners they seek..
As dark looms , shrugging every vein,
the cacophony halts, from veiled faces..
numbness of eternal loss seeps in,,
with burning moonlight in ragged palaces.
Rudalis went away,, deserting the Grieving Royales,
leaving resonating whimpers, amid faint dying walls.
indrajit ghosal
copyright(c)2007 indrajit ghosal
time for ur magnum opus
Nothing can be much better ...keep it as it is ...the soul breathe's itself out from the lyrics ..!!
I found the irony shouting out so loud.... The Royales can judge, punish and are responsible for the welfare of their estate but can't cry like normal humans to mour their loved ones....
What a pity, that they who are supposed to support everyone need the support of Rudalis to mourn.
I found the irony shouting out so loud.... The Royales can judge, punish and are responsible for the welfare of their estate but can't cry like normal humans to mour their loved ones....
What a pity, that they who are supposed to support everyone need the support of Rudalis to mourn.
I come back again and again ...because every time it gives me a new feel ..though priori i think that i have read ur poems enough ..but i can't refrain myself ...this poem aught to get a listing in ..POETIC PEARLS ...!!!
i am honoured Sir,,
a part of my LIFE is blessed,,
My birth is not futile, when i see
your support,, when i can proudly boast of saving A GEM like you to eternity,, ...
I leave a salute to the work in hand.. i'm no poet...but i love it when the lines come alive....
Wow, grt poem.....captures the plight of these rudaalis....continue to write as well as u do, man if i even had 1/10th of your talent.....