The Sea

You were talking about walking, barefoot,
Into the sea, with orange fires between eyes
She was last seen behind the customs warehouse
Chanting skeptical mantras with a lisp
Lips trembling with fearful doubts
The shadows there gobbled her up
Actually the sea only gobbles up shadows.
As had happened with that man
Who returned bloated at high tide
You see we have never worshiped
These small Goddesses who become angry
There a bald man walked into the sea
The sea of emptiness beyond the window
Wanting to get back to the mother fast
Inside, a greedy woman, a son in fog
At the end of the street they all disappear
Where there is a blind turn, a dead-end.

by Jagannath rao Adukuri

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this is what I call an elegy...fantastic....
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