Burning Monsters

October 1, 2017

Poems, Uncorked Angst

Ravana-effigy

They are burning effigies, it’s that time of the season,
Ones in flesh and bones are hatching crimes of the season.

Bandits from the barrens decree beheading of the infidel,
And savour blinkered women over the wine of the season.

Mourners of the butchered light up candles in memoriam,
You who forgive the monsters, are the shrine of the season.

Trains howl and chatter past the cottage by the railways,
One of those once carried her to the slime of the season.

Uma, you have planted roses in upturned vessels of liquor,
Those buds will stink and welter in the prime of the season.

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33 Comments on “Burning Monsters”

  1. namitasunder Says:

    wah….what expressions! ‘You who forgive the monsters, are the shrine of the season.’….this is the biggest crime….that expression….roses in upturned bottle of wine….superb.

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  2. Durga Prasad Dash Says:

    It is festive time and let us kill the fictional demons.
    It is too complicated ( and politically incorrect) to kill the real ones.
    Our hypocrisy lurks behind your beautiful composition.

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  3. Shubha Athavale Says:

    I loved this ghazal Uma Shankar. I have not the words to express my emotions.
    And people get swept away, stampeded in the rainy season ( recent unfortunate events in Mumbai monsoon)

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  4. derrickjknight Says:

    Beautifully, powerfully, written, my friend. Would that the monsters were no more.

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  5. alkagurha Says:

    Ones in flesh and bones are hatching crimes of the season….beautifully expressed, as always.
    Waiting for an article on any current affair penned with poetic flair of your pen. I love those.

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    • umashankar Says:

      Thank you for the belief in my pen, Alka. The affairs of our land have become too overwhelming. I plan to post twice in October, one of those might be just that.

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  6. Andrea Stephenson Says:

    Visceral and powerful Uma.

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  7. willowwrites Says:

    What an insane world this is! Your words make it much easier on the ear as the monsters are exposed. God help us all.

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  8. Bruce Goodman Says:

    I think of when the huge Soviet Union banned Sibelius’ piece of music called “Finlandia” to be played. Eventually such works of art as your poem will drive the non-fictional monsters to their own beheading. This is a great and powerful ghazal, Uma.

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  9. Deepa Gopal Sunil Says:

    Beautifully penned! In these violent times, just wish people would be more tolerant and accommodating rather than take up swords at each and every slightest matter!

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  10. rajnisinha Says:

    another ghazal from you Umashankar ji about monsters and crimes —and an eyewash beheading of them . The last couplet shows the helplesness of the writer. Touching and agonozing depicting the present scenario . I am unable to post a like as I am still unaware of the new procedure to be followed on IB –wish I could somehow enlighten myself on that as I plan to frequent IB once again
    thanks for this one on the contemporary scene

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    • umashankar Says:

      Your encouragement here is more than what I wish for. Our helplessness is past the stage of paralysis and has entered the realms of coma.

      Indiblogger might have moved the cheese a bit yonder with the recent changes. I have noticed if you are clicking on the posts within ‘My Network’, the heart under the link gets activated and beats ever so softly, which when clicked once again turns into a ‘Like’! But as I have said above, recurring footfalls of my patrons is all that I seek.

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  11. Bruce Goodman Says:

    My friend who is French writes poetry in French forms and this ghazal blew him away…. He’s not on WordPress and won’t comment – ….

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    • umashankar Says:

      The hypocrisy in the face of bone-chilling crimes, random, premeditated or institutionalised, will be the nemesis of humanity. I am grateful to your French friend for the reading and feeling.

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  12. antarakundu Says:

    So many writer-hats you have, Uma! I’ve seen your pen create waterfalls out of memories and fiction. And now it creates fire!

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  13. dNambiar Says:

    Timely lines; just right for the season.

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  14. themoonstone Says:

    Beautiful narration of the grim reality of today’s times

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  15. inesephoto Says:

    There is a season for everything. Every generation has had their share of ‘monsters’. Nothing new under the sun. Thank you for this thoughts provoking powerful poem.

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