Indranil Bhaduri

(Kolkata, India)

Prayer


Blow by blow my body crumbles slow,
As it struggles to reap some fresh crops
Life moves on and plays around with pain
With its cunning smile and shining dots of grief!
The road ahead is dark, scary and broken
As I look forward to the horizon and walk on,
Stumbling in between only to rise again
To stand strong in the murky pathway
Speaking all alone to my desolate soul
And searching for an illuminated land
Which is not far away,
It's there nearby amidst the solitary veil
As I gaze upwards towards the cloudy vault of heaven,
And rejoice with the radiant rays of the blazing sun
Breaking the darkness and shining bright,
And my face glows with the shimmering light,
With my soft whispers transforming slow
Chanting prayers bursting loud for the one
Who showers blessings and deep curses on all
Longing for the road that's not taken.
'I am a man who doesn't commit blasphemy,
But can move at my own will'

Copyright © 2013 Indranil Bhaduri

Submitted: Monday, August 12, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

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  • Ramesh Rai (8/18/2013 8:37:00 AM)

    i loved the prayer. in my opinion blessing is the divine absolutely gifted as an extra value whereas curse is the consequence of our evil deeds. curse does not shower from heaven but blessing does. a beautiful write.keep writing. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (8/17/2013 11:12:00 PM)

    The poem though starts with a dismal note moves on and progresses through gloom to light as he is aided with guidance from above! Beautifully put! ! (Report) Reply

  • Yasmeen Khan (8/14/2013 11:04:00 AM)

    Without prayers crumpled souls cannot find light. The protagonist in your poem is groping and stumbling for light but did not give up as he has the rope of prayers in hands. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (8/14/2013 7:09:00 AM)

    Prayer is the key that unlocks the door. Looks like that door was
    opened wide. By prayer that is how we communicate with God.
    I especially love the line As I gaze up towards the cloudy vaults of
    Heaven, this was very touching to me. Nice use of imagery here. (Report) Reply

  • Payal Parande (8/13/2013 1:38:00 PM)

    Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one's weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.
    i must bow my head in front of you cause you are indeed a brilliant and the most fabulous writer. bravo (Report) Reply

  • Nasarudheen Parameswaran (8/13/2013 11:24:00 AM)

    It is a fine poem with a message. I feel that a re -editing could make it more beautiful. If I edit the last two lines, It would be I am not to commit blasphemy
    But at my own will I move I like the spirit of the prayer. (Report) Reply

  • Aswath Raman (8/13/2013 7:45:00 AM)

    God just gives that extra push when we realy need it.The mixure of imagery, soul search, emotions and realisation really fives a treat! Bravo sir! (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (8/13/2013 7:33:00 AM)

    The depth of your emotions are so beautifully expressed with such dazzling truth and courage at giving all that is within yourself!
    Superb write! ! (Report) Reply

  • Bob Brown (8/13/2013 12:22:00 AM)

    A great piece of poem..Darkness changes to light.. And we walk on..at our will... Superb (Report) Reply

  • Kaila George (8/12/2013 11:31:00 PM)

    Oh sir this is just a wonderful statement of your journey that we must take...I love how you wrote this wonderful prose with so much meaning and depth...thank you so much for inviting me to view 10+ (Report) Reply

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