This Poem Is A Black Buck, A Desert And Wilderness

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BLACK BUCK of the THAR desert, India, Google Image

I

This poem is a sigh—

of the sleeping pavement dwellers*

to be soon victims of hit and run crash-

of those being chased relentlessly-

either to be caged or to be hunted-

This poem is a black buck**.

 

II

This poem moves in long stretches of thoughts

interspersed by hot sandy and gravel emotions

rising from a hearth inside,

groaning in pain

to give birth to cacti words.

This poem is a desert.

 

III

This poem aspires to be a haven

for humans with roots and branches-

for humans with feathers and petals-

for humans with myriad colors-

for humans with a soul.

This poem is wilderness.

 

 

This poem is a sigh for the hunted poor and black buck.

This poem is an angry song of the sand dunes.

This poem is a wilderness-paradise.

 

 

 

*&** High profile criminals in our country are easily acquitted of charges of these crimes like killing an endangered species like the black bucks or killing pavement dwellers.

 

This poem is written in Boomerang Metaphors (invented by Hannah Gosselin)

 

Posted for my prompt ~ Wilderness for Poets United Midweek Motif

15 thoughts on “This Poem Is A Black Buck, A Desert And Wilderness

  1. Wow, Sumana, a double soacial commentary about the crimes that humanity commits, because we can. It’s sad to think, how much beauty is destroyed to mount someone’s den wall.

  2. My heart leaped at the title, as I LOVE boomerang metaphor poems! I drank in every line, feeling for the black buck, the poem that is a desert, as well as a haven for humans with roots and branches. I adore this poem, Sumana! I just love it.

  3. A work of art! Wow! i am the buck, hunted, and also the homeless dwelling outside, and the sigh, and on and on … you reflect every possible way for a human to have a soul, a haven, a blessed wilderness.

  4. This is just stunning – wow! What an incredible series, that compliments and congratulates each the one. And I especially am so moved by the II – it so resonates and rings with such incredible power. But what I appreciate is how you’ve skillfully spoken of both the human condition and the natural reserve – which is being so rapidly extinguished. And what speaks to me, is the not only the anger, the sorrow and the pain, but the crucial understanding that it is not one or the other, that suffers, but both – as well as all others; when we act against one, we are also acting against and destroying ourselves and souls in the process.
    This is a great poem.

  5. kaykuala

    for humans with a soul.
    This poem is wilderness.

    So much impacting on the human side that we tend to be careless. The paradise feeling slowly narrows and withdraws and makes it more challenging for those without feelings! Very incisive thoughts Sumana!

    Hank

  6. So good Sumana… I visited the Bishnoi village a few years ago where those blackbucks roam free and they are so incredibly beautiful…it is a crime indeed that those who harm them also roam free.

  7. Your poem is a breath of fresh air on a hot summer morning, Sumana! I love the lines:
    ‘This poem moves in long stretches of thoughts
    interspersed by hot sandy and gravel emotions
    rising from a hearth inside’
    and
    ‘This poem aspires to be a haven
    ….
    This poem is wilderness’.

  8. Your Boomerang Methapor took its own turn bravo.
    My favourite image
    “groaning in pain
    to give birth to cacti words.”

    Happy you dropped by my blog

    Much🤗love

  9. Oh, I could relate entirely.. thanks Sumana! So much talk went on channels about how Salman Khan’s image has changed over the years. His charity, loyalty and blah blah. But, does it matter to the dead black buck?
    So deep and beautiful.
    Thanks so much for this poem. ♥

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