The Web Poetry Corner - Durlabh Singh - SOULS OF DEAD
SOULS OF DEAD
by
Durlabh Singh
Before waters of the sunset
The souls of the dead hold
A ceremony in saffron precipice
In rumbling dialects of the unbold
Under reflected obscure darkness
Of feasts arranged at broken end.
In the lands of the waking
Mamba the black serpent wails
In sunflowers of decay to dance
Amid ashen dust of the meteorites
In smearing its detested dreaded stance.
To get respect from the planets
In ancient lands of feathered birds
Winged in by some beguiled buzzards