Is this the end? <br />Is this the death? <br />Death has not always been an end <br />It may be a new beginning <br />It could have been a funeral <br />But it has to be the matrimonial <br />Of lust and hunger <br />Alas! Poetry is dead <br /> <br />She died last night <br />Of cerebral malaria <br />In the febrile fits <br />Of plagued identity <br />In the rigors and chills <br />Of seasonal insanity <br />In the aches and pains <br />Of bodily desires <br />Poetry died <br />Silently, invisibly <br />In the blast <br />Of this materialized world <br /> <br />Before sleeping in the robust arms <br />Of Dark Angel <br />She painfully uttered <br /> A dying declaration <br />In her last muffled breaths <br /> <br />“I, the Cinderella of all Arts <br />Has had been mishandled <br />By the guardians and the messengers <br />They ignored the ‘FRAGILE’ sign <br />While shipping me from heart to heart <br />Mind to mind and soul to soul <br />I was broken into pieces <br />Even safeguarded <br />Inside the velvety red box <br />Wrapped with the white sheets <br />Of hundred percent pure cotton <br />Sealed with the melted wax <br />Of my frozen tears <br />Each piece of mine <br />Would live thereafter me <br />Eternally as a divine soul <br />In the juvenile bodies <br />Of so called amateurs <br />Who worshipped me since born <br />Like a goddess…” <br /> <br />Alas! Poetry is dead <br /> <br /> <br />Dec 20,2008<br /><br />Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poetry-is-dead-3/
