Insane Goddess

A poignant poem by Dr Tirthankar transcends from the mundane to the cosmic – exclusively for Different Truths.

I spat out a seed,
and, behold, there’s a tree,
I gulped down my tears
and, lo, there’s poetry.

I know there’s no such thing as a miracle,
every effect has a cause,
and every cause, a debacle.

You either win or lose
what, to start with, wasn’t worth fighting for,
some lines in trenches lie,
some burst forth like sycamore.

I am convinced there’s a goddess somewhere,
insane, uncared for,
who wears in her unkempt hairs
straws, and calls them metaphors.

Picture design by Anumita Roy, Different Truths