Posted by: Ron DuBour | September 12, 2017

This is the last sky~by Ravindranath Kunnath


 

 

This is the last sky

This is the last sky
And this is the last flower
Never found this again..
This is the first canal
Our forefathers made
Enjoy the remaing fields
Once always birds chirp

Flowing words
From the pen
What for?
It is from the soul
And reflect deep,
It is for nothing
Only foran ignition
It is for nothing
Only for searching
If any wings remain…

This is wilderness
Wilderness of solitude
Crosses
And old quills
Are starry but veiled..

You speak or write
Do not try to show
All before the soulless seas

The baniyan trees
And the bodhi tree
And the broken cave
All covered with dust
They murmur
A last melancholy strain
Dont imitate us
Dont imitate us

Wear glasses
Colourfull
For nothing
Only to see the great light
Delightfully colourless

Move
Row
Above
The glaciers
Before
It melt
And
Vanish
This is a time
Only a time
It is here
For its sake
Here
We live
With pride and quarrel
No threads
Remain to weave the cloth
For all..
A few want
To be naked
But failed
To undress…
Gunshots hide words
Glitter
In nights
So many voloums for sale
Their
Where
Their
Thats all
Dont ask more
There
Believe
There
Still remain
A sign
Dont try to predict
Believe
There
Still
Remain
A sign.

(C)K.V.Ravindranath

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