Celebrating the Immersion of Elephant-Headed Hulk
How do you feel O hulk
being left deliberately half-immersed in the shallow water
for the by passers to cast sadistic glance
craning your head desperately above the salty waters
hankering for breath
seeing the sea world for the last time
waiting hopelessly for dissolution.
now
you realize the horror of slow self-diminishing
wearing away when you thought you had not enough
of life and love
of clumsy clay and flushing doves
drowning prematurely after the silly second
when you thought you had to eat the ladoos at home and go riding on your
rodent bike to friend’s birthday party eschewing homework
seeing whining darkness, ballooning big and heavy in mind
creating vacuum suction in ears, nose and stomach
floating feather-like into the bottomless valley of unknown
losing grip on the fading straw of consciousness
when serpents of water force their way into every pore of body
and you see silvery bubbles of life forsaking you
dancing, giggling and gurgling hidden truths
and you concentrate to unravel and understand
and peer until they blast into utterly white serenity of salvation
until swelling balloon of blackness detonates
and you become a silvery dancing bubble
nobody will save you,
O the saviour of this flimsy world,
as you have eschewed your homework
have only eaten ladoos
and have rode on rodent bike
those kids* are definitely salvaged
what will happen to you soul
(*Those kids here refer to the kids who had drowned in the surging monsoon waters of river Damanganga on account of the collapse of the bridge at Daman. The socio-political ruckus flared up by the tragedy was doused inevitably by apathetic celebration of Ganesh Visarjan) .
poem by Hemang Desai
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