Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
Demise is just a premise
For the hoity-toity lot
To fly into the sky
And have their ashes shot.
All that seems to matter
Is not they’re have-been’s
But to be all scattered
And what remains to be seen.
What if this trend was on
In the Romantic poets’ time
And done for Keats John
Who bought it in his prime?
If it was PB Shelley
Imagine the controversy
When rain dropped down gently
With the unstrained quality of Percy.