Hymn of Change

Where is the wind of
change,
Wind of furor bliss.
"right in there, under my feet"
see how they are building a whirlpool
to suck down
the illegitimacy of
your pool of decree.

Where is the eternity
an eternity of mental bliss.
"right there
under the twilight of
your morning eyes".
They have seen
" a black era, last night"
and your mouth with different vapor today
to be the cauldron of my blissful tea.

so if its a day,
then where is the sun
the sun with the rays of voice gigantic
to breach into the ears of a chaotic bun.
hope,  I hid my face into blisters hope
to reach up into  the girth of a
rebellious day, a new suicidal sun.
"oh right there, its rising
above the sway of ocean me".


-Krishna Rai
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