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Ananta Madhavan


Mortal Intimations


'Is death like this? ' I wondered,
Waking up in the dark.
The window sieved no starlight,
Nor my eyelids dream-light.
I groped to clutch
The slender-stemmed lamp;
I groped to grasp
My all too solid Self,
Which must be there, I said,
Fighting my dispersal.

I remembered a tight cloud,
Anchored to a calm sky,
Motionless for an hour and then,
Diffused to naught in seconds.
Death may be like this, I mused,
But I shall wake up again.

Submitted: Monday, July 07, 2014

Topic of this poem: death


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An experience I had in 1975, during a tour.

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  • Gold Star - 11,695 Points Mandolyn ... (7/11/2014 2:13:00 AM)

    p.s. this reminds me of my earlier writes- a style i miss doing. perhaps you have inspired me to get back to the pitter patter of words. (Report) Reply

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