Black Hound

What I see behind shut eyes..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Black Hound

 

 

How dare you unsettle my somber display,

Averting it to one disfigured mannequin,

Rotting into neglection and decay?

 

How dare you rest in my home,

Folding one knee over another,

Unleashing prejudice (with a cringe)

In between meager honeycombs,

Of your formal polite tinge?

 

How dare you taste my mint-tea,

And composedly oppose

To the limits of the skies I see?

 

How would you see colors like,

If I were to remind you (of your shame)

Of the numb unmoving legs

That had decided a window frame,

To stand in the way of seasons

A throaty laughter softening the frost

And a bright kite in dreary autumn winds,

Narang blossoms along

Spongy green robes of the spring?

 

How dare you announce (unwelcomely)

A shape for bliss and liberty

Or read aloud my mind,

When our glances met only seldomly?

 

Were you irritated

By truthful simplicity?

Or is it pride that lurks

Atop conquered humility?

 

Do you forcefully make

Your infants swallow

What is in your shoes?

Crusts of shedded white skin

With a fill of orange juice?

 

I might be of gullible pasty sighs,

Scrubbed with copper and tin,

 

Yet what I've glimpsed with shut eyes

Was a long and hollow din,

Of a whimper lost in the middle,

 

Woodlands of now in rains of yesterday

A black dog beside a rusted red kettle,

Of a small-hearted man in shrouds of grey.

Author's Note

*Image Title: The rain
*by ~OjosVerde
*Link: http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&q=the+rain#/d8zg3b

Reviews

[M.Babu]

This is magnificent poetry my friend! The phrasing, the flow, the myriad of messages lurking throughout the piece...I smiled as i read this - it was nothing short of fantastic!

"Do you forcefully make
Your infants swallow
What is in your shoes?
Crusts of shedded white skin
With a fill of orange juice?"
Quite a lethal stanza if you ask me...brings out oppression and hypocrisy still lingering freely. It smacked me like a rock this one...

Thanks for a wonderful piece :D

~M.Babu~

[M.Kilani]

Good God !! That was one great piece, the details reminds me of the Arabic poem "Al Jareedah" yet in Anna Akhmatova's rebellious style, the way you describe a person of prejudice is just intense, last three stanzas were overwhelming, outstanding piece, well done Wella ... well done !!

[Randolf Ramos]

great great great

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Dark but brilliantly expressed. So heavy with nostaliga and intellect its stirs together beautifully.
Wonderful job.

[Mauricio Montoya]

whoa! heavy stuff here great in puting this together.