Harihar Jha


Lotus in the Mud


My heart has turned into a stone
some rocks hit against and break
to flow in the river
but still desire to see the seedling sprouting
is alive
Hope to hear melodious songs from birds
is active
and dreams of fragrance from the flowers
yet remains...

Someone has plunged his sword
into intestine of the wasteland Earth
and yet,
in these threatening and roaring clouds,
the desire for showering compassion is still alive.
Hope from the heartless earth
to grow passionate sensitivity is still active.
Appeal to the dead sky
to rain the life-force yet remains...

There is no place for platonic love now
What is Love? But just a deal
an equation in Mathematics
or a computer program
flowing chemicals of a few organic compounds
In spread of the mud,
Hope to lotus blossom
yet remains...

-Harihar Jha

Submitted: Sunday, September 15, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013
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  • Savita Tyagi (9/15/2013 8:01:00 PM)

    Nice poem. Enjoyed it. Yes through all the disappointment and frustration hope is the only thing that stays to pull us. (Report) Reply

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