Trauma of Terror
Vivekanand Jha lives and writes in India. His poem Hands Heave to Harm and Hamper appeared here in January 2010. His work has also appeared in Pagan Imagination, Danse Macabre, Writing Raw, and Tribal Soul Kitchen. He is researching the poetry of Indian English poet Jayanta Mahapatra. Vivekanand's poetry draws attention to the pain people cause one another. It expresses a sadness at the expansiveness of human cruelty.
Trauma of Terror
By Vivekanand Jha
Where our eyes go, we sigh to see
In the mud we find our knees
A thunderous voice rends our ears
Two little eyes swim in an ocean of tears
Tender souls infected with fear
Life teems with the trauma of terror.
God poured abundant beauty into His creation
And man has made it a field of blood shed red.
Posted by Annmarie at 3/30/2010 9:46 PM 
Categories: today's words
Tags: cruelty terror bloodshed Vivekanand Jha sadness beauty
Categories: today's words
Tags: cruelty terror bloodshed Vivekanand Jha sadness beauty
Really like "in the mud we find our knees"
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