{"id":7806,"date":"2011-11-05T23:58:14","date_gmt":"2011-11-05T21:58:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=7806"},"modified":"2011-11-06T01:02:17","modified_gmt":"2011-11-05T23:02:17","slug":"poems-by-sonnet-mondal","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=7806","title":{"rendered":"Poems by Sonnet Mondal"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Hidden Divinity<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nI have been waking up each midnight,<br \/>\neach dawn, at the end of each passing hour<br \/>\nto see the squabble between darkness and light<br \/>\nresulting in red rays as blood of a celestial war at twilight.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<!--more--><br \/>\nThe morning with its cool breathe makes us<br \/>\noblivious to sounds that clatter like evocative dreams<br \/>\nand then sweeps us to silkiness in a land and sky<br \/>\nwhere multicoloured shrouds betray our keen vision.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<em>\u201cWhere from you come and whither you hide?<br \/>\nWhy don\u2019t you keep us away from divinity?\u201d<\/em><br \/>\nMy questions seem to scatter with sunrays<br \/>\nor get lost in profound darkness;<br \/>\nbarking war dogs misguide us,<br \/>\nchase us towards sleep and then comes<br \/>\nanother night, when fright too has been dictated<br \/>\nnot to disturb us, while the evil and Gods fight<br \/>\nto show us another peaceable day.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nMy mysticism must be of the lowest order;<br \/>\nthe perpetuity of  heavens extends far beyond<br \/>\nthe darkness when I howl like a werewolf in pain.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Brooding Of A Bird<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nThe brooding of birds posses<br \/>\nN number of locked doors<br \/>\nwhere, even supreme philosophy<br \/>\ncan find fodder for its growth.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nWe have time for books and<br \/>\nthese scenes are beyond the white pages<br \/>\nwith ever accumulating concentration<br \/>\nsmearing red with thoughts of continued existence.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nExhibitions can be a way to find them<br \/>\nif we are too busy to find the best<br \/>\nthat nature can give us with<br \/>\nits flying creatures.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Two Worlds<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nA blue lake captures my soul in its<br \/>\nunmeasured, unimaginable depths<br \/>\nwhere a new world better than lands<br \/>\nsurvive drinking immortality.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nHowling wolves pierce melancholy<br \/>\nand the dropping leaves stuck with<br \/>\nfever of spring bows down<br \/>\nbefore the majestic stance<br \/>\nof endless sky and waters.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nEcho of unknown sounds emerging<br \/>\nfrom the interstices of the woods<br \/>\nrun wildly, circle around ears<br \/>\nlike unquenched souls.<br \/>\nStriking against trunks topless trees<br \/>\nthey become one with lingering serenity.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nThe bridge connecting them to my land<br \/>\nis left broken for years,<br \/>\nperhaps broken by the Gods<br \/>\nand none has dared to swim across<br \/>\nfor both worlds gets bewildered<br \/>\nwith the laws in either side of the bridge.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hidden Divinity &nbsp; 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