Tamed my eyes <br />i've tamed my waters <br />gargling water, bursting bubbles <br />that snipped my rest, <br />put holes inside sleeping pillow <br />or, pushed naughty stones <br />or, barbed my mortal backbone. <br /> <br />Ha! ha! ha! this garment <br />has tamed my warmth within <br />and the adulterated inkblood <br />fails the sweep of panting pen- <br />dusk in my eyes gives <br />no golden cloud thoughts, <br />unbecoming dusts emboss <br />the map of anxiety- <br />this grey face makes me <br />the most ancient, <br />the most saturate, <br />familiar and obedient. <br /> <br />Ha! ha! ha! the obedient beast <br />chewing bones of innocuous religion- <br />the blessed cage, therefore, <br />no more damp- <br />frayed cuffs of death <br />content to take me away. <br /> <br />Ha! ha! ha! i leave no copy of my Man- <br />this gargling water now <br />so cool, <br />no knife of impatience underneath- <br />only surface shadows enough, <br />only shadows of meditatative mountain chains <br />and fine greenery. <br /> <br />Sorry, sorry- <br />my mountain has lost its fire.<br /><br />Rites Ghosh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/taming-3/
