Bhanusree S. Kumar of I Year BA English Copy Editor joins us on Heart-Bytes with 'The Journey to Dawn'. We look forward to her pleasant companionship on our own literary sojourn.
The Journey to Dawn
I dived fathoms deep
Into the raven-hued dark
Devoid of any chirp,
Caw, mew or bark.
I swam through the raucous
Silence that scares,
Amidst unwelcome beasts
Of day and their snares.
The air smelled rancid
From the waft of fear,
But vanished when I put
My faith in prayer.
Once or twice, I sensed
Visages familiar,
But time was scarce
And my route was clear.
I begged the waves to
Bless me with time to
spare,
As I watched the act
With voices in full blare.
The act was a tale of joy
Peppered with no vicious
treachery.
Just some harmless titter
That augmented the
serenity.
But something clasped and
Shoved me to and fro,
And the waves around me
Humungous did they grow.
I craved for the lost
peace
But saw my mother at the
bay.
Her words ran amok
And slew all felicity in
the fray.
Dragging my drowsy frame
up, I straightened
The arrogance of my
exhausted frizz.
The torment of the first
rays ceased and
I soaked myself in the
early morning bliss.
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