by Ram Krishna Singh
It was too late
I realized
long after his passing
I still prayed for my father
God didn't answer
My prayers had become mechanical
like sex
ejaculation without orgasm
and pilled sleep.
The itch prevails.
The tags in the mind
don't respond.
Absent memories
confused faith:
forgetting
faster than remembering
In moments of lapses
God too dozes
Copyright ©:
Ram Krishna Singh
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I have been practicing poetry for over three decades now and have published seventeen collections in English, including three bilingual collections. Till recently Professor at IIT-ISM, Dhanbad, my poems have been widely published, anthologised and translated into over 25 languages., My blogs: https://profrksingh.wordpress.com, http://rksinghpoet.blogspot.in
Last updated May 09, 2019