Radhamani Sarma


Best Poem of Radhamani Sarma

Oh! My God! It Is Nowhere To Go

It is not God’s Land, any more,
much is submerged, ancient is gone,
Good old days are buried alive.
I swim on the seemingly
safe currents tossing above,
Oryx, restrains its move,
Crazy bull with fierce looks
attacks not but recede,
Market fairs look defeated,
Ozymandias, no longer subdues
Our passion and prided anger,
Yet, human Temerity tames tangible.
lay your head on your
hands and brood over
how to recompense the loss.

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A Deadwood I Was

I was a dead wood
drifting along the spooky path
of maze and intrigues,
the scary foam of waves surge
a whirl of surreal in me,
tossing me up and down,
the mariner’s compass,
holds a dumb charade
at the moment of travesty,
Your Advent is The
Enlightenment of Beacon.
Halo glows ever.

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