Creatures

By Subhagata Chowdhury

The vine inches down – like a snake hanging it seems,

Five inches away from me the dew touched the grass

Over the pale visage of the pond, the bright moonlight gleams

The night finally hunts me down at last.

We were lovers from the forgotten age and time of man,

Scurrying down the mountains we finally met our fate

The depraved cave and in front the demons stand

While fiery tongues leap out of the dreadful hellish gate.

We are lost in the ever widening blackout of space

Where atoms don’t fuse, neglecting the quantum pattern

We won’t be mourned or enthroned by our race

But I know in my heart, I know, it doesn’t matter.

After all this turmoil, you are still the regret I love

The passion that had tamed this ancient carnal beast

But now with arms unfurled I let you go up, up above

To that sacred place on earth where I will never be.

I finally kiss the earth goodbye- set out for an eternal stroll

The cold steel is now plunged deep in the heart of things

The head voice drowns me down as it tears apart my soul

I am severed from these creatures called human beings…

By Subhagata Chowdhury