Theme: Light


fading light --
the child erases
the twilight


More By  : Dr. Kumarendra Mallick

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Comments on this Poem

Comment An orange flare
lights the pale panes of the hospital
in a final wish of daylight.
It's not yet dark.

In the chiildren's ward
under a mother's face
the dead, always so young.
Water startles in the river's throat.

Its cry:
a plea to share in its curse?

Somewhere, this twilight shall fall
and hide the whiteness of jasmines about to bloom.

Newly-lit lamps
in the houses across the street
make me look out at the wet August evening
that holds up the vast unknown
in such small delicate hands.
------Twilight by Jayanta Mahapatra

bijay kant dubey
08-Jan-2017 09:46 AM

Comment Thank you, Bijay babu for mmaking the images clearer and for your appreciation.

07-Jan-2017 21:22 PM

Comment The child with the pencil pencilling silhouettes as well as erasing with an eraser to make it likeable. The twilight against the backdrop of the evening turning into night-time.

bijay kant dubey
07-Jan-2017 13:51 PM

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