Patience endures the blaze of violence,
Thunder slits the dark in flashes bright.
But it has its brevity of significance, 
Tiny sparks can't flame mellowed light.
Wings of flight scorch in fatuous glory,
Ignited tomorrows sizzle like embers;
Fatigued fumes of pride rains ordinary,
Tolerance left in silver ash smoulders.

Choked dreams murmur in dry leaves,
Pregnant corpses breed bloody peace.
Brewed life strain through rusty sieves, 
Flooding terror stagnate and freeze.
Tongue of thunder stammers in anger,
Washed in a shower, light outlives fire .

© Kakoli Ghosh, 2021

Published in the Autumn 2021 issue of The Poet Magazine , Theme: ADVERSITY, Volume 2. https://www.thepoetmagazine.org/autumn-2021—adversity