Eyes no more close to sleep <br />I hear the groaning <br />Pagan voice, <br />Neither it speaks of it pains- <br />Nor it calls out my name, <br />It calls for someone lost in tide… <br />It calls for friends lost in night… <br />Pagan drums beat in rhythm <br /> Cauldrons heating the day’s feast… <br />Macbeths and shylocks plotting ahead… <br />A pagan cry I still hear on… <br />A wounded lion gnawing at its wound… <br />A demon or a cursed Lucifer… <br />A man with a tired soul and a sore heart… <br />The pagan voice yells again <br />But no voice from this world answers back..<br /><br />shreya chatterjee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/voice-16/
