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You move
In packs
Vampire
Bats

Like wolves
In dark
Frenzied
You bark

Alone
Can't stand
In crowds
You blend

When
Critical mass
Lash out
No class

Mediocre minds
Helplessly blind
Enjoy your dance
Piranhas fine

Country of blind
One eyed would shine
In cackle of crows
Symphony just whines.

by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

Comments (16)

Oh this is beauty, nostalgic in every respect, emotions outpouring....really touches my heart.....amazing piece...... thanks for sharing.......
The Master's Requiem - such an incredible ageless thought. That one's heart can not be unlocked because the key left with those loved who left before him. A shining example of why Emerson is one of the greatest poets ever. This ending completely rounds the loss of those loved so perfectly. There is no reason why we suffer such great loss, less God's will. How beautifully he phrases this ageless belief.
the poem titled DIRGE and described beautifully ended with the last word- REQUIEM - - Funeral and its ritual very nice
Excellent, brilliant images, and smooth flowing rhyme and rhythm.
I can't imagine being through such pains Of losing a dear one within my yard Lest siblings of mine in prime days Then wander along ugly paths.. Painful indeed, that Emerson is not just talking about how we are going to meet where we are to reunite, but expressing his dim, hollow heart of missing almost all, except a vague promise to meet with his lost ones again.
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