THE CASCADE

 

WHEN I CASCADE MY LIFE
WITH ALL THE TWIST AND TURNS.
WITH FIRE UNDERNEATH THE SNOW
WITH A DESIRE TO BURN.

WITH A DESIRE TO BLOW ALL THE HURDLES
AS THE TEMPEST TOOK A WRONG TURN.
AND MY PRIDE LAY HOLLOW
AND BECAME A MATTER OF GRAVE CONCERN.

CALM STOOD THE WATERFALL.
COULD IT STAY LIKE THAT AT ALL.
CALL THE DEAF, CALL THE BLIND
CALL ONE AND ALL.

TELL THE VEILED CUNNING PREY
TELL IT’S THE PROTAGONIST TURN.
THE VANQUISH DESIRES TO TURN
THE DESIRE WITHIN TO BASK AND BURN.

                                - SURYA PRATIM KESH