(h) 5 (Dedications) The Apsaras Of Angkor Poem by Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean
(h) 5 (Dedications) The Apsaras Of Angkor
As dusk set in the golden passage of Angkor
The apsaras opened their eyes and slowly stretched their arms
Locked and frozen in the walls since yore
Now moving out languidly like a bunch of swans
The soldiers of Suryavarman stood transfixed in a daze
watching the apsaras in their resurrection
Breaking out in a fluidlike dance, they set the men ablaze
Helpless, they burn in the fire of their seduction
They shimmer under the moon that casts its silvery night
Its come so close to watch the beauty dance
Bedazzled by their sheer grace, it watches in delight
Reluctant to go back, the night just got prolonged
As the sun rises, so do we...
With breathless anticipation, finally getting to see
The grand Angkor, what we had all dreamed
The carvings on the walls sparkled and gleamed
In the passage of the apsaras..heard a tinkling laugh
Shaking my head, we proceeded to the next half
As I glanced at one of them, she winked...I could have sworn
On the next walls, grand scenes of a battlefield adorned
In the corner was a black burnt hole where some soldiers
were there till yesterday but were now gone....
Well TO, I have yet to read all your poems; but from what I have read so far, I would like to personally rate this one as your best.I had done a drawing of the ruins of Angkor. Like you I am very fond of RUMI.My poem -NOT MY CHOOSING- under the theme -Birth, in Boloji.com, is based on his philosophy.Please read if you get time. Keep writing. -Dr. Raj Prasad Nandy.
this is really beautiful.i enjoyed the silvery night and the tinkling laugh which made men transfixed in a daze.
TO... what are you up-to? ? ? ? You are slowly becoming the seductress of the poetic world.... your writings reflect so much of that passion which may have only lived some hundreds of years back.... If you would have been physically in front of us, we would all have queued up to touch those fingers and kiss them (as they churn those magic words one after other) . You are maturing so much as a poet... you may have not realised!
This is a beautifully written poem. I love the language throughout and the couplet ending is just right; Bringing a rude awakening to a dream like narrative. That you have not kept to the same rhyming structure throughout is interesting and works quite well. Usually that would disrupt the flow, but it is unnoticed here.
WOOOOSH, T.O., HUNGRY, POWERPACKED WRITE....I LIKE THIS A LOT....YOUR TALENT EVER RISES& YOUR DIVERSITY EVER BROADENS, YOUNG POETESS''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK/FJR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 5:36:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i was there last year. i loved the apsaras. some were combing each others' hair. my memory of angkor stayed for so long. this is a very good poem.