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Shiva Prasad

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Berhampur, Orissa, India

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compromise

by

Shiva Prasad

By the pond we sat
pensive, sulking and in intropection
She and I, after a quarrel.

Silence wafted in,
decended on my lips
on hers,on the calm waters.
The evening crawled in
lingered and lay by us
the glass fins of a little fish
that slit the waters
quivered and went still
a crane stole in
stood waiting waiting for the kill.

In violence and in silence, we sat
till we heard
the slow flutter of remorse

I saw a tear from her eye
fall into the silent waters
and dissolve as ripples.
The ripples drifted, made
the crane fly away.
The little fish slit its way, away
We saw our smiles drift
far and far along the ripples.


compromise

by

Shiva Prasad

By the pond we sat
pensive, sulking and in intropection
She and I, after a quarrel.

Silence wafted in,
decended on my lips
on hers,on the calm waters.
The evening crawled in
lingered and lay by us
the glass fins of a little fish
that slit the waters
quivered and went still
a crane stole in
stood waiting waiting for the kill.

In violence and in silence, we sat
till we heard
the slow flutter of remorse

I saw a tear from her eye
fall into the silent waters
and dissolve as ripples.
The ripples drifted, made
the crane fly away.
The little fish slit its way, away
We saw our smiles drift
far and far along the ripples.


Acordo

by

Shiva Prasad

DreamMachineThis poem was translated by Carlos Wood
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Junto a lagoa nós sentamos
pensativos, amuados e introspectos
Ela e eu, depois de uma discussão.

O Silêncio flutua,
e desce em meus lábios
nos seus, nas as águas tranqüilas.
A noite chega lentamente
hesitante cai sobre nós
as barbatanas transparentes de um pequeno peixe
que corta as águas
treme e fica imóvel
uma garça furtiva
espera em pé para a caça.

Na violência e em silêncio, nos sentamos
enquanto escutamos
o lento temular de remorso

Eu vi uma lágrima em seus olhos
cair nas águas silenciosas
e dissolver com as ondulações.
As ondas vagueiam, determinada
a garça se vai.
O pequena peixe corta a água, distante,
Nós vimos nossos sorrisos ao vento
longe, bem longe das ondulações.


BYE

by

Shiva Prasad



Let me squeeze myself
Like a wet towel.
I want no more of me , no more of you
No more of farewell talks
Or formal goodbyes
No more looking into eyes or stealing glances
Just the twist and painful gush
And everything drips out , dry
Dry like the rainbow that stays out of the rain
Dry like your eyes
When you hold away your heart
Heartlessly.

I drift away on barren waves of the sea
Horizon after horizon

I try and sing out a few echoes
Of a forgotten song
And pull out nets full of emptiness
Sea is empty , My songs are empty
With oars burdened with pain, I push myself
Towards the womb of the night
Silently holding on
to a fist-full of shadows