By Thoyyib Mohammad
FLOWING RIVERS My eyes are flowing rivers, Abundant, turbulent rivers. They flowed in all directions To nourish withered roots. They pour at all times To endure shivering twigs. Autumn passes, winter nears. Oak trees whisper, secrets cross. Still, the river flows from my eyes, Yet, the tears fail to bloom flowers. Time passes, frozen hearts, Faded memory that yearn tears, Tears strive to roots in their roots, Roots draw the darkened shadows, Shadows show arid rivers, Arid rivers chant dreadful dreams, Yet, the river is flowing!
Thoyyib Mohammad has been published several poems and short stories in English and Malayalam. His work mostly addressed human emotions, existence, and philosophical aspects. He is currently pursuing a Ph.D. at IIM Kashipur.
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