Gradually I slipped down the mud.
No one saw me drift down the river bed.
Oh! My existence floats, goodbye my beloved.
Wailing and weeping I hear you go away.
Dragged in alien arms looking back once again.
We exchanged the last glance; the last soulless goodbye.
Did you look back, did your last glance meet my lifelessness?
For I shook again and tried to scream.
Don't leave me alone, alas the water couldn't carry my voice!
STAI LEGGENDO
Shame Floats
PoesiaI have always been distressed by the floating corpses, abandoned and defiled in the most pious river of India. The Ganges. The paradoxical relationship of the river and the abandoned corpses always haunts me.
