The Vision

Posted in Poetry by Karthick RM on January 23, 2014

Somnambulist zombie, she
had “a dream
within a dream”
(Though I would prefer
to dub it a prophecy)
a floating ghost she
flew over the swarna dvipa
and saw the End of strife

but a terrible end t’was

Colombo’s fate
made the spirits of Sodom and Gomorrah
sigh in relief
to have been spared such horror

The skies of Anuradhapura
were charcoal
painted by the flames
that feasted on the fertile town

Polonaruwa was dust
and nothing more can be said

Galle was a festival
of rotting corpses
ravaged souls
cripples, orphans and widows

his third-eye open
on the ashes of
Dalada Maligawa
No sanctuary
Nothing sacred
left undefiled

The fury of a thousand
visited the south
scorching all in its path.

And no brutality endured
by Troy
held compare to
the anguish of
the mothers
and daughters
of the extinct lion warriors

There was peace.

And She awoke with blood
on her hands and teeth.


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