Theme: Words

Words

On cold nights words jump, tiptoe and hide
With irreconcilable shadows and metaphors and
During the day they boldly emerge in retaliation
Wrecking their wrath on everything moving
From beast to man
Ripping apart the cords of modesty and affection
Laying waste a landscape from Punjab to Bengal
Obviously it’s so very natural
For words to transform themselves into animals
At one moment growling with hunger
And at another belching with satisfaction
And then sit quietly on their haunches
Sadly reflecting the moon
In their eyes.

04-Apr-2010

More By  :  Mukesh Williams

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