- Dr.Pragya Suman
By Dr. Pragya Suman
My father’s old murphy radio
has turned up in many sounds
call it rendezvous with hallucinations!
At first talk about, the warm talks
around the bonefire
and rattling of my mother;s pestle,
they still are like broken relic
floating upon, in my door ajar
child in me comes in frail,
fluttering voice ears me, distant afar
A naughty nostalgia!
I would tell you about
the most harrowing sound
comes again and again
at my doorstep!
soul shattering is each hammer blow
too much for my heart
and bamboo stalk
to make biers of Hindu rituals,
I think this sound resides before the astral world.
Footnote: Sounds is included in my debut book Lost Mother. the different kinds of sounds conveys and recycles the memory, and in the moments of solitude they are knitted in words. Lost Mother is available on Amazon on the following link