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His Muse


Strained by frustrating forgetfulness
he shakes his ink pen & wants to write.
He waits for his muse to appear,
but nowhere is he in sight.

Without his fugitive sprite
no words can be lucid or clear,
so he curses his pen :“I said write!”
to budge his stubborn reflexes.

Has insomnia got him too?
Why does he nowadays abscond?
He blinks at his ancient fingers,
and sighs at his fading bond.

But there in his memory far & beyond
that slighting elf slithers,
he dances with that hideous blonde
in Hitchcock’s bemusing clues! 


Rajashree Anand


(An old man / poet wants to write a poem. But, his inspiration/idea/muse leaves him and he finally finds it.)
Rhyme scheme : ABCB BCBA.... 

Listless Hope and Deep Anguish

Published in Muse India: Issue 36 Mar - Apr 2011
Listless Hope and Deep Anguish

“Now, what will be, will be”, he mutters
with married arrogance and divorced trust.
Tears in dry, shocked eyes stare back in muted silence,
feeling evermore trapped. 
Each utterance snubs her restless wish,
listless hope and deep anguish

Teary trembles in tired eyes, trudge
to seek candour and speak forth her edgy heart
her over-cried lips whisper to the honeyed moonlight,
“Oh, luxurious veiled dullness!”, she cries.  
Each tear outlines her untold wish,
listless hope and deep anguish

She’d  heeded his tailored facades and approaches
lurid ideas and prejudiced bigotry, but-
how far could she rein her verbose horses?
But seek a studied breach,
Speak forth a testimony of unseen regret,
in dying an emotional death since their union.
Each decision thus bespoke her forlorn wish,
listless hope and deep anguish

With strong opinion in relevant logic,
That night she spoke of their discordant inevitability
and foretold troubles of their marital tomorrow
in unaltered hindsight.
Each word dictated her resolute wish,
listless hope and deep anguish.

Rajashree Anand