****~in Sunderbans~****

Your Name: Amit Ray

Title of Poem: In Sunderbans

The Body of the Poem:

In Sunderbans where tigers roar
Mangroves dense vast surroundings explore
Black stripes sniffed on orange flesh
for succour where to- ever his grouses justified refesh
Danger lurks cautiously guarding his lair, mother Nature in furore!

A timid deer`s gossamer dreams in his patient mouth
That`s how the law defined-somebody`s sunrise and somebody else`s sunset so couth
A second day fuel with a succulent buffalo, a third day duel with a crocodile in nesh
In Sunderbans

There lies in silence a bigger score
A honey farmer in the death row he tore
He picked up a quarrel with the busy bees in their mesh
A new day musing with new enemies afresh
And now a village trail along the Matla river, a new taste flick with albacore
In Sunderbans

N.B. Poetry form is English Rondeau.

by Amit Ray

Comments (6)

Windows! ! Broken. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This is a strange poem about how revolutionary violence is always directed at the factory and not at the church. Historically this is nonsense of course. The reference to Shakespeare doesn't illuminate much either, the bold cursive of the song announcing its own ending is an interesting find. Who sings the factory window song?
A different kind of poem, few can really understand. I belong to that kind.
Insightful depiction. Beautiful poem.
Insightful depiction. aBeautiful poem.
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