Friday, July 29, 2011

Chirag Bangdel / Two Poems


TWO POEMS
DOS POEMAS

Solitude

A flickering diyo light
is all that remains.
A dark night
and a lonely temple.
No pilgrims,
no priests,
no devotees.

The deity finally rests
among fermenting flowers

Poem

White,
perfect white.
Like silence of the night,
expectant
and nervous.
Cold
as if frozen.
Virgin and flawless.
The white sheet of paper.

Is my poetry really good enough for this?

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