Atribute to Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Of Solitude and Melancholy
Of Solitude and Melancholy,Sleepwalking and 'walking dead',
Corpses growing and Spirits overhead
looking down upon those still entrapped in 'living';
Of sleeping with eyes wide open,
And dreaming with wakeful eyes,
Of green blood oozing from wounds of evil,
Of stomachs swelling and bursting with evil.
Of dead people floating under the sea-
each on a different level, in accordance with deeds...
Of cities existing on the sea-bed, bright and dim
as the mood, or, the state of mind may be...
Of smell of Roses foretelling death,
Yellow colour symbolising decay.
Epidemic of Insomnia involving whole town
Disease of Amnesia rampant in every crown...
Of living twin, feeling sepulchral suffocation of dead twin
Spirits hovering and looking for a living body to get in,
to satisfy the mortal desire of eating orange.
Of little boys buried, living in the tips of flowering trees...
Of Heartless Grandmothers selling Granddaughters
To repay the losses to property incurred...
Of Innocent Erendira and Jose Buendia,
Mysterious Melaquiades inspiring Aureliano...
Of Gypsies, Tarot-card-readers and Crystal-ball–gazers,
Grandmothers weaving magic in bedtime stories,
Of reality interwoven with fantasy, like the mundane,
'Magic Realism' of the greatest Magician...
The Stories will be woven now under surface
of the earth crust, where the mortal remains,
of the immortal, called Gabriel Garcia Marquez
sleep peace fully, or, who knows may be are still
Awake!
Looking for
A Hundred Years more of
Solitude...
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Copyright ©: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP), India
09.05.2014; 4PM
A tribute to one and only "Gabo"
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2014-07-27 at 23:19
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