Sunday, September 29, 2013

River unnamed (Childhood days in Oodlabari)


He looks to horizon, he sees blue of horizon
he gaze beneath, he sees blue of layer making small waves.
'He hears the sound of waves
again and again
it comes to his ear ineffective as barks of mad dog to madman.
But on curves
river uprise
if he awake from night
to voice is free and fearless existence.

Meanwhile on shore, river voice get reduce
likely stop and push.

Shore takes out rich soil, sand and gravel from river unnamed.
like colonial empire takes treasure from colonize nation.

Thinlay and I used to walks upon the beach
after playing cricket all day
to swim on side of river for relief.
Thinlay, seeing  me
used to stand erect on rock, curve his upperparts
then bends his body to touch his feet.
Again up his upperparts
on approx ninety degree
he looks to horizon, he sees blue of horizon
he gaze beneath, he sees blue of layers making small waves
and within seconds, he dives inside blue of layer
thinking of divine path.




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