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Grey Sparrow Journal

Issue 30, July 31, 2017
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A VISIT RECOLLECTED IN TRANQUILITY

  

Cameras gobble the remnants

of the past.

A granite pavement remains

unbeaten,

where the visitors trample on

the old royal

footprints. An artillery reminds

the passers-by

of a bloody harvest. Tourists

stare in wonder

what the ancient artists had

painted in fear.

All the splendors of the king

were yielded,

but his roof and pillars announce

art’s permanence.


It’s the royal chamber. Marks

of the beauty

and blush that had disappeared

can be seen

on the wooden coat. Secret scars

of old thoughts and tensions

get visible.


Look! Nobody can fix the value

of these coins,

which had a fixed value once

upon a time.

Each urn in this museum is

a reminder,

casting its shadow on all our

pomp and pride.

Rusted swords and daggers

tell the tale of some perished

unknown dreams.


The past leaves and lives

in the present.


                            -Fabiyas M V

 

 

(This poem is penned in memory of my visit to Shakthan Thampuran Museum at Thrissur in Kerala State in India. Shakthan Thampuran was an ancient ruler of the kingdom of Cochin in Kerala. His palace is now a museum.)



Shakthan Thampuran Palace, Kerala state, India
c. Sibyav