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Two Poems from our Narrative Poetry Collection

 
 
FLIGHT
   
Author: Julie Reifel
   
Poem:
FLIGHT
   
  Balloon
Flying to a hidden place
deep inside:
no womb, but room to play
See the playground set on morning dew
swings, totters, and those things that go round and round
All there is to delight my joyful child
A bird she has
perched calmly on her shoulder
gazing at the moist green carpet 'neath the child's feet
Listen, listen
There's a burbling, babbling, joyful singing to the side
It's a stream
reflecting a dreamer's sky
gentle, kind and caring
The child sits in her red-checkered dress with eyelet lace around the hem
Her chubby legs stretched out
and drawing in energies unseen
The small bird flies a moment
changing to her spirit guide
All in white he asks:
What do you want child?
She giggles wanting his attention
And finally blurts "to swing, my Lord,
and twirl in the sky
in your strong arms
lifted into the suncloud color of dawn"
He grabs her up and twirls her away
Both laughing they soar into the airy space
Screaming their delight at being up and away from her past
Free at last
From the anger and hurt of so long ago
When he said "you're too old"
And she said "you'll be much better off without it"

They wandered in stunned relief
He supporting her wing as she was blown apart
Both of them lost in a stormy moment

Called back
they return to the delightful shore
to raise their voices in victorious joy
forgiveness, light and laughter
replacing the dark silence of lost time
   
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KURUKSHETRA
   
Author: Anupama Bhargava
   
Poem: KURUKSHETRA
   


Who is he, who is crying there-
Over the words spilled in the chapters in History-
The worth of the young blood, which the earth so joyfully bored,
The efforts of the old timer,
The politics of the clever brain-
The one who didn’t battle
But only spoke,
To stimulated the youth but him
To carry the pulse in the eternal mind
And then collected all the glories of the day
in the cool evening's benison,
when the smoldering sun finally touched the clay.

I

Is he among the
Men whose names are counted amid the greatest leaders
Because now neither will the whipped sindoor ever speak up
Nor will the cloth that sheltered the bosom, and
Nor will the empty cradle
Only the earth will echo
When foot lay numb
Only the sky will reverberate
The last words before the voice went mute-
Just that,
We don’t listen to them anymore,
Only because we don’t believe what history has taught us:
Earth knows no fear but death.

II

Men had fought
And still fight
And when the war is over
They look at the battlefield,
Only to find Truth crying-
Truth
That tells them:

Unlike *Kauravs (During the famous battle of Mahabharata Kauravs formed the other side- against Lord Krihna thus standing for what i immoral and wrong. Kuaravs were 100 brothers)
The teeming earth has no one to return you alive
Neither any *old woman (Reference to Kuaravs' mother),
Nor any *blind (Ref to Kauravs's father who was the blind king and the main reason behind the war!!).
Even *Chanakya had to surrender to death.

III

He is the Truth
Who is crying over the mounds of blood soaked bodies,
Blanched with rain.
He is who put on the name of the victorious men

Mud alike
On the bodies
Sodden green
Scowling and stinking dead
Dripping black blood from nose and beard.


Chanakya- Chanakya, perhaps is the only personality who has been accepted and revered as a genius both by Indian and Western scholars. He is a historical milestone in the making of India amidst tremendous upheavals and myriad’s of reversals. Celebrated as a shrewd statesman and a ruthless administrator, he comes across as the greatest of diplomats of the world. He had the guts to speak his heart out even in front of the rulers, which shows his strong inclination to democratic values and the audacity to put his views through. Although, he lived around the third century BC, his ideas and principles show concurrence and validity in the present day world. Politics was his forte. Diplomacy in a politically charged environment shows his self-confidence and the ability to stay calm in trying situations.

His foresight and wide knowledge coupled with politics of expediency founded the mighty Mauryan Empire in India. He was a great laureate of economics with a glittering intellect to perceive the intricate dynamics of the various economic activities and principles.

 
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