Monsoon, poetry written by Kushal Poddar at Spillwords.com

Monsoon

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Monsoon

written by: Kushal Poddar

@Kushalpoe

 

A heavy bottom cloud rides
one mystical dildo of some place of worship.
If you do not know monsoon know this –
it doesn’t arrive; it suddenly exists.

The blades of grass stridulate a muddy war
history of heart remembers for bloodiness.
Suddenly the mind ceases.
The pit proves its life.

If you do not know what you know stare
at the pane – the thick thighs of rain
throttle the monuments.

Kushal Poddar

Kushal Poddar

Poet and a father, Kushal Poddar, edited a magazine - ‘Words Surfacing’, authored seven volumes of poetry including ‘The Circus Came To My Island’, 'A Place For Your Ghost Animals', 'Eternity Restoration Project- Selected and New Poems' and 'Herding My Thoughts To The Slaughterhouse-A Prequel'.
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