Voice by Ananya S Guha

I went into hibernation today,
sort of, I mean the body and
mind recoiled into comatose
and then spiralling arches spoke
and the light grew thicker every inch.
I glimpsed an inner thicket
of forests and trees,
the music was sprung rhythm,
the songs humming with strings,
lucid notes;
that blew up light
with darkness spreading
lugubriousness, and in that
was a voice.

Ananya S Guha

Ananya S Guha ( 1957) lives in Shillong, in North East India. He has been writing poetry and publishing his poems over thirty years.


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