Tuesday, February 3, 2015

The Scholar Anhmanyu

Learnt from rote
from the womb
that
is
Arjun concentrating
on target.

Blessed by Bhishma
his
fan
Abhimnayu
fought a lost war
destined to be trapped he
was
in this falsity.

Rudra spoke with fangs
bitten by
spiders
a lullaby
to soothe.

Can poor soldier
listen to the din
of
rumbling chaos.

Fight is what
is ask
if in doubt
ask alphabets
random.

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