The War within
After death,
veins open into
concrete roads.
kill the dead
with an army
What a war!
Red and green
Saffron and white
The colours of death.
Saffron and white
The colours of death.
A tongue slain
twitching on the ground
Crime? - speaking.
Crime? - speaking.
A wailing child
hiding in the bosom
of dead mother.
hiding in the bosom
of dead mother.
Labels: Chhattisgarh, Haiku, operation greenhunt
posted by Soundarya at 9:53 AM
2 Comments:
S, this is just amazing and painful...you know the latest post in the blog, the Tamizh poem I was meaning to post it in my personal blog but I posted it here by mistake but then look what I find, you have revived the blog! I will let the tamil poem remain although it is in stark contrast to this post but well contradictions are natural I guess..(unless you want me to take it off) good job!
9:55 AM
:)
4:08 AM
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