Delirium short poem

Over the sands seagulls screech and call,

Where the blue waters gleam,

The battering waves slap and fall,

To break a pebbles dream.

The vast wet shores do girdle hills,

High steep and ancient,

And the sunlight haltingly spills,

The dark is all ambient.

A well-carved shrine here once I saw,

That told many timeless tales.

Of human avarice and of war,

And all life entails.

Many a mystique forest glade,

In the vale of those hills,

Numb my mind and my senses fade,

And I hear phantom trills.

That disturbs my inner most mind,

What sang that hymn of pain,

The accursed must thirst to find,

And awaken to the world again.

In the caverns of the old shrine,

A stone statue does rest,

What mind can measure or define

the solitude in his chest.

On the cliff once with flashing eyes,

A rave man I did see,

Calling to the world with loud cries,

Oft I think it was me.

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Jay Krishnan

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Always wide eyed with wonder, prone to reveries and restless with an inexplicable yearning to create ever since he was a little boy, Jay wrote his first poem when he was six. He discovered the ore of his creative endeavors in the writings of his sister from which everything else originated, in attics filled with vanilla smelling old books, in savoring the classics and in intricate poems of Wordsworth and William Blake inlaid with rhyme…. His poems have snuck under editorial radars and appeared in global anthologies, magazines, newspapers and online journals. He also runs an idea shop called the Centre of Gravity, draws cartoons, directs animated short films and conceptualizes communication campaigns. All of which originate from the same artery of poetic longing that destiny charmed into his soul.
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@jay krishnan as has been said before the imagery of your poetry is absolutely almost feels transported to that shrine on the hills surrounded by the sea. The rythm and cadence of words is so beautifully crafted. Look forward to more from you