Poetry

May 3, 2019 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

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By

Ananya S Guha

 

 

 

Why All This Babble About Love?

 

 

The greatest actions are misdeeds;

in this walled room

primal instincts of history are:

blood letting, history is only

a memory, a  recall

charisma of rotund, infectious

blood letting, art demeans

the non describable. Whoosh

let out that color called blood.

 

So, I chart out a language

a discovery of, looking out for

and loving the fortunate. Hate.

 

Our primal concern is blowing,

ripping off flesh.

Then, the incarnadine red

is a slow pass over to life.

After life.

 

Then, tell me

why all this babble about love?

 

 

 

 

 

Ananya S Guha

Ananya S Guha was born and brought up in Shillong, North East India. He has seven collections of poetry and his poems have been published worldwide. They have also been featured in several anthologies. He is also a columnist, critic and editor. He now is a Regional Director at the Indira Gandhi National Open University and holds a doctoral degree on the novels of William Golding.

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