Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
on the full moon day
the golden yellow light
covers the earth bit by bit
good omens appear in the sky as stars
The fire handed to the bonfire
speeds up the red flames
inside the flames
the dark yellow hearts
pounds orange with rage
women encircle the bonfire to sing
men start drumming frame drums
children tenderly touch the nangara
kept as a symbol of sacredness
the touch of theirs
pumps their little heartbeats into the nangara
which could echo sometime in future
When the war starts
the sand particles tremble
trees and creatures fumble
Grain by grain filled with enchantment
the pollen dust from the flames
reaches the sky unwillingly
The sky is strewn with the dreams
of silk cocoons, and green snakes
Listening to the songs sung
the stars plunge into drowsiness
the drowsiness of stars
break the ankle boll buds
around the ankles
Staring at the insanity of folks
owls fling their dreams
in the midway of the folks
The ambience full of fireflies
the pollen dust-stained on them
is planning to churn the darkness
Good and bad spirits
of the forest sieved to the songs
they reflect on the phuli of women
The goddess of black weeps
through the holes of rats
the thunder bands of the frame drums
creates a familiarity
between nature and tribe
The Celebration is about discovering
and bowing souls in front of nature
intoxicating the mind of the planet
with happiness, with purity
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