Poetry, Mar '14
By Rudra Kishore Mondal
Rudra
Kishore Mandal is a painter and freelance graphic designer and calls his
artistic quest Rudrascape (rudrascape.blogspot.in).
By Rudra Kishore Mondal
Your nest is your pyre.
On a bed of myrrh,
Strewn with ageless suffering
The sepia Cinnamon twigs
Form a fence of memories,
Fading . . .
Entwined with the Spikenard,
Gathered from the lost Eden
Of love and yearning,
You breathe your last . . .
Igniting the inferno,
Devouring the past.
The purging flames grow
Into unmarked wings,
An unbroken heart
And you are born anew
From the ashes of desire.
The pain of desire transformed into one more thing of beauty.
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