AFTER DEATH

Embers to long
Lulling me into
Soft cradles of
Silk,
As sleep.

I lay like
An open Jughead,
On a tray as these other
Cowheads,
Munch away to oblivion
Of their physical lumps
And snorty drools.

*

Senses coasting
Through a tunnel,
Long and narrow
Perhaps with a
Light
In the other
End.

Baby steps
Descending,
Slipping,
Transcending
Into a pit
Inhabited by
Myths.

*
My eyes open now,
The barn echoing
Silence.
Bovine tummies grinding
The hay and some
Gurgling with vomit,
Breaking the contentment
Quasi and tamed.
Humans, such rusted machines!

I shut myself
Ears in the crevices
Of strong folded arms,
And look out,
A nook I get by the window.
Thousands of years pass by
‘Twixt the wings and my eyes
Of solitude, of past, of future,
Of magnitudes of lives.

In this majestic nothingness
Called Sky
Lay the jewels of a Queen,
Legendary, unnamed
Loved and hurt.
Every diamond is owned here
By her touch,
Every feather of ivory
Carries her scent,
Every cold whisper
Has an unending tale
To bereave what was lost
Between her lover and she,
Promises enduring
Everything else.
*

Temptations arise
From every corner
Of a limited sky to my eyes,

“ Is not our life
Like a star?
Sucked into a blackhole
Upon decay and no more..
Bowels of which
Do not allow lights from
The bright sword of Surtr
To escape even in closing
Rays."
*
Or perhaps that is called
Eternal life!


*
And I rest on that tray
Flexed and folded
In a can defying
Gravity,
My head cocked,
My soul docked,
By the shore of brown land
Where the foamy waves of dreams
Die or drown
In the sea of wisdom.
*

Ruefully ,
Willfully,
Wistfully,
I crinched, I slept.

While the man outside,
Valour and still waiting
In dripping coats
And hat..


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