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Life and Legends
December 9, 2020December 14, 2020

Ram Krishna Singh

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Ram Krishna Singh has been writing  for about four decades. Professionally,  till the end of 2015,  Professor of English (HAG) at IIT-ISM in Dhanbad, he has published more than 160 research articles, 175 book reviews and 46 books, including  God Too Awaits Light (2017), Growing Within (2017), There’s No Paradise and Other Selected Poems Tanka & Haiku (2019), and Tainted With Prayers (2019). He has also published a memoir, Writing Editing Publishing: A Memoir (2016), which may interest literary historians, researchers and poets. His haiku and tanka have been  internationally read and appreciated. webs: https://rksinghpoet.blogspot.com

 

Against the Waves 

The crowded lift and emptiness of the flat

doesn’t help me resurrect what’s gone

late at night I may pile hopes on a pale paper

trying to invent a new life to live with

end up seized by pain trolling in the shady light

double bed, blank mirror and still greyer dawn

the pillow hurts, the image derides, the prayers fail

the roaring inside, the ghostly silence

and unfading darkness. I’m no Odysseus

but keep straying against the waves

 

*****

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Prayers

I don’t know where it goes to or piles up

but grief is a large storage corrupting moments

of soft arousal: the body fails the mind

the screaming in the head and the grunt around

continue the night’s drunken flow

into the morning’s miserable brush

with the wheel’s slant truth and slangs

I poach in poetry to bare the sermons

lost in nostalgia or

insomnia of prayers

 

*****

 

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