Zero Is Yet To Be Defined Long
Vanquished predecessors
once fabricated their foot-heels
over stony calligraphic structures
once their hungry horses bred thousands offspring
with regular masculine speed and over-beared journey
through hot and thorny strictures of hills mountains river-banks
and spring of deliberate bloodshed
yet
no war ever won forever
predominant today when cloud gathers with cannons and carter
when long hunt of rowdy cannibals who never stop
to crash the virgins of soil and topographic territory
who never stop to steer the gear of guidance of peacemaking jugglery,
tracko to terminate wharf of whims
which the commons clutch to hurry their bowls full of food
to contract a fortune for their seedlings
for a dream for hoovering around the earth
predominant shout a sweet devastation
by the charm of demonstrating sky-ship
click for fire to burn
for sprints to pierce,
for blast to magic a part of map under the surface
where lies our vanquished predecessors
poor poet who has no heaven or hell
simply mathematise a nothingness
to celebrate no-entity nocturnal emission of enlightened faculty
thinking the mercy which one needed for yet to live on time
when clowns are the best
to perform as genius for mankind or kind to a man
and the real saviour commonly imprisoned
behind the chaos of the dominating doctrines....
Pranab k c
22/07/2011
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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