Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
You built a house
put up a nameplate on the gate
a lock at the gate at night
to prevent the pleasures of fulfilment
from escaping
You built a house
you are no longer homeless
but your anxieties have soared
Without reason
you go crazy thinking about the house
you want to go out when at home and
can’t wait to return home when you’re out
Even within the house
you are drenched in the rainfall of worries
the spring leaves of your dreams
desiccate even in the morning sun
the bullets of terror hit you
within your house
You did not understand
The house’s existence is concrete
yours isn’t
truth cannot protect a lie
and they cannot cohabit
A house is static and resolute
you are uncertain and erratic
a house is mute and you’re full of noise
Still, one day perhaps
you will remain hanging
as an oil painting
on the wall of the house you built
Perhaps
or perhaps not
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