Abhyuday (Villanelle)

 

 

The sun had been setting softly at the bank of Daya…

He, being overjoyed and basking in the victory, came out.

The end of the day was casting its curtain over the field…

 

He holds, retraced and looked around over his victory–

The broken chariots, the carcass, the waving war flags

The sun had been setting softly at the bank of Daya…

 

A sound of flapping let him hold haft firmly and attentively while eyes moved at sky,

There was kettle; he follows their flight down and saw there was a wake at a distance.

The end of the day was casting its curtain over the field…

 

Isn’t it adorable, oh Chandashok, isn’t it…a female voice made him turned around.

Her clothes were torn, hair askew, eyes red, and blood oozing out from the corner of lips…

The sun had been setting softly at the bank of Daya…

 

I have lost my husband, my father, my son and now my purity…isn’t it adorable…

Look there…isn’t it adorable…the Emperor looked at Daya where she pointed;

The end of the day was casting its curtain over the field…

 

The Emperor walked lost towards the river; his hand scratched from broken spears;–

His sword dropped; Daya was redfor the setting sun or…his eyes turned serene

The sun had been setting softly at the bank of Daya… 

The end of the day was casting its curtain over the field…

 

From Poet’s Desk: 

Few days, while searching for the featured image, I came upon the Triumph of Death by Pieter Bruegel Elder (1862). And the idea of this poem struck vaguely.

Abhyuday means sunrise. The title had been used in a metaphorical way. The scene was based on Samrat Ashoka and the Lady after Kalinga War–a popular historical lore which says that after this Ashoka decided to quit violence. 

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Author: Sangbad

A published poet. Avid Reader. Favorite authors (few) are Satyajit Ray, Saradindu Bandyopadhyay, Bankim Ch. Chatterjee, Jhumpa Lahiri, O. Henry, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, etc. Music lovers. Love to hear Rabrinda Sangeet, Anjan Dutt, Enrique Iglesias, Mozart & Beethoven (though can't say which is who's symphony). Dislike to get clicked. Love to be self (introvert).

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