On the Passage of Days
Events follow events
In close succession
Time is
A heavily knotted string,
Swift and dangerous,
It moves, hurting me
And scarring my grand
Memories for the future.
Events follow events
In close succession.
They are
Pebbles on the sea shore,
Driven to and fro,
Roaring and grating
And tearing the sand,
Making patterns in their way.
Events follow events
In close succession.
Time weighs
On my shoulders like a
Garland of coloured stones,
Some dark, some dull,
Some reflective, some sore
Some sparkling, some rough.
Events follow events
In close succession.
A freckled face
Mocking, frowning
Then smiling, then
Eyes gaping- my face
Shadowing all imperfections,
Day after day after day.
- Anuradha Bhattacharya ( Born 1975 )
- Poem source : Fifty-Five Poems