UES (01.12.1957 / PUTHENCHIRA, KERALA, INDIA)

A Winter In Delhi

Winter,
The goddess of the longest nights
Of the netherworld Hades
My days she invades!

Sun shies away from the days:
Unable to stand the cold he retreats
Hesitant to peep in for hours few
Leaves even the dawn's sheenless dew.

She who wraps my passion
In a pall of hibernation,
Spews venom, dust and virus
That block my lungs and nerves.
A beat or two of my heart she steals
And leaves a wound that never heals.
Her worms of cold slither into my bed
And my sleep she smothers
Leaving me to gasp for a wisp of air
As if I were in the Stygian waters.
My nights she invades!

Winter,
As she waxes in
Light wanes, days wane.
She litters my pavements
With a gray pall of scales she shed.

Winter,
The goddess of the darkest nights
Of the netherworld Hades
My world she invades!

I now search for a firewall
That her attack can forestall!

by UNNIKRISHNAN E S

Comments (17)

As a person who survived many winters of Delhi I still feel the leeches of freezing cold that creeps into the veins reading your poem. Beautifully done
A winter in Delhi - -for you days of suffering from Asthma- - - but the poem is outstanding in its depiction of your blues- - - -Every line flows smoothly- - No, winter could not block your poetic power- - - - Let me quote from your poem- - She who wraps my passion In a pall of hibernation, Spews venom, dust and virus That block my lungs and nerves. A beat or two of my heart she steals And leaves a wound that never heals.
Part 2 I had to live in Delhi, in two stints. First during the 80s. And between 2000-10 for the second time. Delhi winter is not that bad. In its peak, the minimum temperature may go up to 3 degrees and maximum down up to 16 degree. For most Delhiites, it a pleasant climate. But not for me, too sad!
today i (for the first time probably) read, pretty thoroughly, your responses to my earlier comments. among other words, you sent these: This is a pretty old poem penned when I was living in Delhi, where pollution makes life miserable for an asthmatic, especially in winter. so, i'm guessing you moved to calm your asthma? i now plan to put this into my Sept. showcase of PH poems, this time highlighting poets from 'the Indian subcontinent'. thanks in advance. bri :)
Well penned. I loved the use of imagery in the poem specially this stanza: Winter, The goddess of the darkest nights Of the netherworld Hades My world she invades!
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