The pace of falling apart has accelerated
And now there is nothing left to fall off
Because all the parts are already
Fallen out with one another.
Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, a renowned poet and writer from Chandigarh, India, shares his poetry
Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, based in Chandigarh, is an Indian poet and scholar credited with 170 plus books of English literature, philosophy and spirituality. He won great Serbian Award Charter of Morava and his name adorns the Poets’ Rock in Serbia. He was honored with Seneca Award LAUDIS CHARTA by Academy of Arts & Philosophical Sciences, Bari, Italy 2024. He is Founder President of the International Academy of Ethics and conferred Doctor of Philosophy (Honoris Causa) by University of Engineering & Management, (UEM) Jaipur. Email anandjs55@yahoo.com
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THINGS FALL APART
Although new people are riding the train
On different stations
We should not forget
The train is moving towards
Its destination
Where it’s creative energy
Will be discharged
And the train will steam out,
And given over to staff to wash it off
And make it ready for a start afresh.
Everything that has been created
Is moving adrift from the center
And depleting its energy.
Although it is moving on and on
The essential movement
Is falling off
As a man grows old every day
And one day is off
So are the objects
The sun, the moon, the earth
And the planets spinning out of breath.
How long will it continue?
When Yeats said things are falling apart
It is a hundred years or so
Have they started going back
Into their place?
Is there any effort visible to the eye
Of the things going back
Into their original shape?
The pace of falling apart has accelerated
And now there is nothing left to fall off
Because all the parts are already
Fallen out with one another.
Family gone, faith is gone,
Religion as a binding force
Has become a blinding force
Words hijacked, universities Lustified
If Vikramaditya is reborn
He too will seek dollars
And sell justice
This world has worked out of joint
Nothing can stop its march
Away from the center which is holdless.
Gods look in utter helplessness
But they are left to take care
Of a sinking ship
How slowly the titanic is going down
It has struck the hidden glacier of time
And the waters of the sea
Of nothingness are gushing in
The greatest ride of the universe
Is coming to an end.
We know the ship’s fate,
Our fate too, that we are sinking
How foolish are these joys and passions
Which turn us into enemies and scamsters?
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