A Twilight Of Larger Dimensions Poem by M D Dinesh Nair
A Twilight Of Larger Dimensions
What is happening to this world of odds?
Ideas are no longer my candles
And my nights have grown longer like the Caribbean wail
Days are no more those happening hours
They are filled with a century of woes!
The carnage of the faith-workers in Pakistan
The molestation of young babies in India
The squeal of the tortured peace crusaders in Syria!
And the faces of famished Somalian kids all
Flash across my eyes and reverberate in my ears....
When it is night
The molten sun surrenders his crown of light
And puts on now the cap of darkness
One by one the stars too begin to die
The moon has already begun to sob from her dark chamber.
When it is day
I want a sunlit corner to sit on
Why does the sun itself come down?
I want to see n the bright sky of hopes.
Why does the sky flare up for ever?
I too want to wake up clutching the dreams
In no deluge of tears like you all.
Nights have begun to taste salty and then bitter and
As the sweetness of the day is gone
I look forward to a twilight of unconsciousness.
Give me a soft bed to lie on, I ask
I don't want to lose tonight`s miracle
And when I just look around my abode of expectations
A hundred poets I see longing to dream about
A twilight of larger dimensions.....
An outstanding write, Mr. Dinesh. The concern and agony at the turmoil humanity is facing nay experiencing is so beautifully expressed in this poem. I am in total agreement with my fellow poets in their appreciation of the poem.
Beautiful poem on current situation for people across the world are facing. Very true said in few lines... Nights have begun to taste salty and then bitter and As the sweetness of the day is gone I look forward to a twilight of unconsciousness. I agree with Valsa comment. Many things we watch helplessly, unable to do anything.
Your concern is very genuine and you always strive to drive home global human sufferings that we see somewhere and some part of the corner of this world taking place everyday and your poems are the mirrors of such gruesome and ugly events and presented so touchingly that it's bound to awaken a sleeping soul to think for a while......Dineshji.......you are a great soul with great concern for human beings....10/10
The sun puts the cap during night and the moon has already begun to sob from her dark chambers...cleverly imagined, ,
a very unique way to express this poem............greatly pleased.................your writing skills are really heart-touching.............thanks for sharing it..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Nights have begun to taste salty and then bitter and As the sweetness of the day is gone I look forward to a twilight of unconsciousness. What a poem.... What severe agony is expressed! This poem sounds like T.S. Eliot's The Love Song of Alfred.J. Prufrock where he describes the evening spread out against the sky as a patient etherized! The protagonist of the poem speaks of the ennui and boredom of modern living when he laments...' I am pinned and wriggling on the wall! It seems that you are carrying on your head all problems of the world....The carnage in Pakistan, the molestation in India, the crusades and persecution in Syria, the famine of Somalia and what more! Relax.... friend! Such problems have been there all through history! Ignore imaginary problems and face life! An advice from an elder sister... if you don't mind! .. Great write on par with that of Eliot!