Featured poet
Ariadne wrote, I am pleased to welcome Mr. Abhishek Rath to our site! Welcome.
“I am Abhishek Rath,Age-20 years, a native of INDIA.I have been published in 30 different national and international journals till date.My poems have been published in journals like Wildernesshouse Literary review, Aaduna,Ranfurly Journal,I english International Journal,Poetry Rival Anthologies of UK,Horrified Press anthology Tales,UK,Anthology by mountain tales press,Pyrokinection,Indian Ruminations,Indus Valley and many national journals.My first poetry anthology ‘Immortal Ink Bleed’ is to be published soon.I have also won two international poetry competitions conducted by Night publishing ,UK. and Ekphrasis, India(Fourth position)
It would be of great help if you feature me on the World Poetry site.”
This is one of my poems:
“The Silent Conversation”
The dim radiance rushing
to take shelter inside my eyes,
Shadows of flipping calendar pages
soothing the half painted walls.
Dark thoughts jumping from
extreme corners starry ceilings,
Into my pen,out on a paper piece,
in the form of a dark poem.
Tears that are secrets of the ink,
kept surging,
A poem-Bruised scar of my pain
got penned in rhymes.
The malodorous smell of stinking darkness permeated my room, Sweat smelling weary night kept staring at my despairing looks.
Two strangers on the road
were having a silent conversation,
Their attire resembled the
black gown that loneliness puts on.
Darkness had swallowed them whole,
Locked gates kept them staring for long.
Evil clouds were circling over their heads , They were looking pale, gloom and strained.
I was watching them from a half-opened window, Brooding on their furtive plans of tomorrow.
More drifted by their thoughts and talks, I went downstairs to their conversation spot.
The moon was the gray streetlamp above them, And beneath them was lying my wondering gaze.
“Who are you both, I want to know,
In the midnight what makes you talk so long ?”
Thus I questioned them without any fear, But I could notice their eyes damped with tears.
Then one of them replied in a stumpy voice, “I am Life and he is Death, Neither can live together, Nor can one live without the other, And we both meet together, Only after a complete life-time is over”.
Stunned , I stood there still like a pile of burnt ashes.
Soon their silent conversation came to an end.
They hugged each other and left the place.
One made his way towards my left,
The other followed the path to my right.
And they were on a single circular track.
At first, they would walk away from each other,
But finally meet at the same spot,
From where they had parted, and started
Their life-long journey to meet one another…
Abhishek Rath (C)
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Superb.The imagination is outstanding. super(y).