Debanjan Dhar

Rookie - 33 Points (14.6.1989 / Calcutta)

Burial - Poem by Debanjan Dhar

That was just a gimmick, a poor hand on mimic,
Tasteless stereo-comic - How outrageously platonic.
Makes a fellow laugh, be indifferent as a calf.
May cut the head in halves and then lead the mind to starve
For a gentle wise approval, for a deeper sense of real.
An age and its burial, the present in a visual,
Like a leading man on the stage, like the peasant in the tiger cage,
From the mountain home of a sage comes an order to simply graze.
On a sunshine golden hay
Must let you go and stray.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 24, 2013

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