Reciprocation Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

Reciprocation

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When entreaties fell on ears
that seemed deaf by choice
or by design I was enveloped
by an urge to consign myself
to the inevitability of disntegration.

Reciprocation must be there
for we are beings living on
borrowed time who thrive on
inspirational strokes.
In this wide world I wont be alone.

Reciprocation needn't be
an approval of my entreaties
nor an acknowledgment
of fantasies wild or otherwise.
Reciprocation is acknowledgment.

And when disintegration set in
and I resigned to my fate of
being scattered into shreds by
gusty winds of unforgiving life.
Reciprocation proved elusive.

But then it happened and it was
as if my time had arrived.
My words found resonance
my angsts were shared and
dreariness got pared down.

I was in tune but the resonance
was not a promise of eternal
harmony but it was enough.
Not unqualified reciprocation
but acceptance of my being.

There and thence emotions
sprouted in my clogged veins
and I sprang to life and is still alive.
Yes just the nod of approval
was akin to reciprocation for my being.

Wednesday, April 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 06 April 2016

There and thence emotions sprouted in my clogged veins and I sprang to life and is still alive. node of approval ....... reciprocation..... thank you for this nice poem, portraying life and its problems. thank you. tony

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Edward Kofi Louis 06 April 2016

Living on borrowed time! Nice piece of work.

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