Years in the Ash

December 24, 2017

Poems

The scribbler image

The old year shrivels like a dog-eared calendar in the ash,
Days fuse into dust, hope into hungry tinder, in the ash.

For a decade of scribbling my heart out on Internet,
The façade has imploded in all its splendour in the ash.

The nights tend to crawl with the frozen limbs of the timer,
The dervish dance of memories swirl and philander in the ash.

They have kindled in that attic a bonfire of our residue,
There is no treasure to be salvaged except slanders in the ash.

Assassins of the kingdom have been prowling for my cranium
For winnowing the minstrels from the pretenders in the ash.

Uma you have cackled, wild with the revellers all night,
The icicles of tears glowed and burned to cinders in the ash.

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38 Comments on “Years in the Ash”

  1. Yvonne Says:

    Yay, a ghazal to keep me out of mischief.

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  2. Durga Prasad Dash Says:

    Sometimes it is good to whirl memories and let some of them swirl out of orbit.
    A fitting gazhal to part with the year on its last legs.

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  3. derrickjknight Says:

    Cracking images one after the other. I particularly like the dervish memories

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  4. namitasunder Says:

    just read first two lines and thought it felt like Rumi’s and then came…..dervish dance…..when memories are in charge that philosophical, spiritual feel is bound to reflect…

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    • umashankar Says:

      You have left me giddy with that invocation, Namita. As a decade comes to a close at this blog, I wonder how and what I have fluttered about in vain, all these years?

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  5. willowwrites Says:

    Ash, when tossed out, enriches the soil.
    Lots of turmoil and sadness within this beauty.

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  6. alkagurha Says:

    A decade and year end is a great time to huddle around the bonfire of recollections.
    Wish you and your family a great year ahead. And many many more.

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  7. Shubha Athavale Says:

    उमा शंकर
    जिते रहो, खुश रहो, लिखते रहो
    हुमें पढणे का आनंद देते रहो
    नये वर्ष कि शुभ कामनायेन

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    • umashankar Says:

      आप के शुभाशीष के लिए सहस्र धन्यवाद ! नववर्ष की स्वर्णिम ऊषा आप के पथ को ज्योतिर्मय करे । 🌄

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  8. T F Carthick Says:

    That’s a lovely Ghazal, Uma. Congrats on completing a decade of blogging. Having been with you through a good part of your decade journey, I know exactly what you are talking about.

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    • umashankar Says:

      I received the notification from WordPress a few months back. It’s been a chequered journey, not without the times that have made me wonder if all that furore has been worth it (a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing?). But I am sure you know the feeling, being a trusted fellow-traveller. Thanks for your unwavering support down the years.

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  9. Pleasant Street Says:

    I have often said of thoughts and memories, that in my head they are ‘all over the place’. Considering the dervish, I think in this we are alike, and mine do spin in much the same way.
    I appreciate all your visits and always-thoughtful and thought-provoking comments.

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    • umashankar Says:

      That is undeniably true. The dervish dance of thoughts and memories will go on as long as we breath. Or shall we breath as long as the dervish dance of thoughts and memories will go on?

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  10. inesephoto Says:

    As a Russian author Michael Bulgakov said in one of his books, Manuscripts don’t burn. Thank you for the decade of making this world a better place. Happy 2018, Happy Blogging!

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  11. Good Golly Miss Molly Says:

    The rhymes and near-rhymes are a delight!

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    • umashankar Says:

      I am in awe of your musician’s ears, thankful for your patient visits.

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      • Good Golly Miss Molly Says:

        There’s always something good to read when I visit! By the way, the “hope is the thing with feathers…” quotation was the tag for my Blue Finch Press when I had it going. Nice how things we like keep coming around again…

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  12. purbaray Says:

    Your wistful musings made me reminisce about the year that’ll soon be just a memory and a collection of photographs.

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  13. Andrea Stephenson Says:

    I love this very visceral imagery of the old year and all its hopes and disappointments shrivelling away Uma.

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  14. Bruce Goodman Says:

    But you must continue to cackle, wild with the revellers all night, if this ghazal is what comes out of it…
    (I never got an email – sorry I’m late…)

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  15. Sandra Says:

    A decade? I have only witnessed a small portion of this accomplishment but enough to delight in your talent and your imagery. Wishing you a peaceful, prosperous and creative year ahead, Uma.

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