Triveni Journal
1927 | 11,233,916 words
Triveni is a journal dedicated to ancient Indian culture, history, philosophy, art, spirituality, music and all sorts of literature. Triveni was founded at Madras in 1927 and since that time various authors have donated their creativity in the form of articles, covering many aspects of public life....
There lay the man with foam on his lip
with the craving for an assurance in his eye;
He could barely manage ‘his speech without a slip;
His volatile hands had grown too stiff to flip;
He was almost suffocating on the last sip
while trying with his fading breath to say good bye.
In my pride I would take my time
And did not utter the necessary word:
To behave so coolly was no crime
I felt I was acting in a pantomime,
Taking for hard rock what was only slime.
And all was stuck in my throat unheard.
I carry that anguish in my heart,
Could not lay unction on the parting soul;
Cultivate as much as I might the literary art.
And sell my wares at the busy world’s mart,
But possess myself I cannot entire and whole.
The word he hungered for remained unspoken:
I believed there would be time enough in future
To perform acts rather than give him just a token;
The youth’s illusion, alas, at last, is broken.
No indemnity now or ever from this slur.