Poetry

Tangled: Poem

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I’m intrigued by webs

broken strings, a tangled mess

Rope me in to resolve

unveil or just understand

I’m cynical of dreams

about simple linear threads

Foggy figments of imagination

habitants of dull landscapes

Concentric circles

are tiresome but true

complex, self-aware, curious,

elaborate yet exciting

Cloak me in a cluttered quagmire

rather than

soak me in singular strands

Copyright © Roshni Ramanan

 

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Poetry

Statue: Poem

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What tragedy befell

for your blood and veins

to turn into stone

What caught your eye

for you’ve weathered

storms and battles

to gaze unwaveringly

Did you see history unfold

long before it was written?

Did you absorb the everyday

that compounds into calamities?

Sun, rain and snow

move you no more

Perhaps, you predict nature

forsee what’s in store

How many centuries are filed

in the folder of your mind?

Have you looked through

the facades of mankind?

Your seeing eye holds secrets

unheard of, unasked for-

all but the one you seek

Will you ever wake up

to set the story straight

on humanity?

Copyright © Roshni Ramanan

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