Metempsychosis

Metempsychosis

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu
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Its about resurrection from a heart break......but doesn't end with 'moving on..

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I surrendered to silence
And to my vacant mortality!
Atrophy was my incubus dream, conscious in harmony
I wanted to ascend again, from the grave?
 
I remembered the fallen, the slain
Their dust was my groundwork.
And I considered their suffering and ache
For therein lied a new creation.

I wanted to exercise
New configurations and hues
Over the fragile ores of fading youth
God prearranged the days of evolution.
 
Silent stones of granite crayons
Enveloped now in sacred dew
Sleek somber words of restless desires
Of Resurrection, of reincarnation.

I wanted to feel the spirit of humanity
In mortal time that flowered still
I wanted to feel poetry in transcendent light
Of brief afternoons that did not give us closure.

Of how we are singular before God
And as united as seeds of sand, under water
Multiplying ourselves in creation's artifice
I wanted to experiment with
Living and loving and finding my true self.

As because of the wild drizzling,
Baffled sight had bricked up an unkempt Image of mirror,
I was loosing myself,
Illusion had subdued my every gesture and 
Incarcerated me in the deceptive room.

I was perceptive when my image loomed,
Hailing from the dark clouds 
arose an ocean, as the resurrection!
Apparent Elements were incredulously varying from their Inceptions,Illusion was betraying my sight with its elusive reflection.
Life allowed me to glimpse the past but not the fortune,
so the shred of ocean was dwindled away
into clouds to indulge the term of evaporation,
but the clouds couldn't emulate it 
but those were reflected in the ocean,
I was clung by the lingering past.

Inside the shared Veracity of poetry
The voice and the language of scriptures
The retention of my poetic forms
You may have never read, the devoted songs
But even in the after-time of wispy voids
I chose you, and I sought you alone. 

© 2014 Balkaran Sidhu


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it is a very vivid imagination
and moreover you have used the correct words..................


Posted 10 Years Ago


quite long....well penned nd also innovative with attractive pic.......

Posted 10 Years Ago


Going to have to read again.

Posted 10 Years Ago


It doesn't say much about who you chose but it does say very nicely why you did so. Nice write.

Posted 10 Years Ago


I truly love your poem. it shows your pain and what you feel on the inside..
Well written and very visual... thank's for sharing Bal :)

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Balkaran Sidhu
Balkaran Sidhu

Hanumangarh, Rajasthan, India



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