SAINT HAZEL
POEMS TO A MAIDEN
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IT’S A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO DIE Everything will fall in place, Everything that crawls in space. There’s nothing left but to replace, All that changes has been blessed. It’s such a beautiful day to die today, Nothing is coming my way, No more pressure and nothing to say, I think it’s time for a summer spray. The ray of sun on my bed naked and stray, Everything has been said and done before, And there is nothing much to live for, It’s a beautiful day to die today. There is no measure to my pleasure, Everything is perfect in my dreams, And then when I wake up, Everything goes back from where it springs. Back in my head, where there is no fate, Nothing to get up to and getting late, And the future is you and everything’s new, It’s a beautiful day to die today, And go to a perfect world just made for me and you, In my sleep, in my dreams…on my bed, And my joy infectious in my head Cuts me open like a blade, Smells like rose and your ribbon red, And the pleasure is such a sudden rush of lust for more, I pray I don’t choke from an overdose, It’s a beautiful day to die today….
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ROHANKAR is a compatriot, a companion and a connoisseur of a wide range of arts.
The Poet envisions his emotions with great pizzazz and channels them through a variety of media. His mind churns out tunes of melancholy and echoes them on a pile of flat-woods.
This book is an urn to the flowers growing out of ashes that were his days while cast away into the valley of Şeytan disguised as a nymph.
Temptation and devotion, emotional molestation and simplified perplexity, anxiety and sacrifice, helpless arrogance and selfless indulgence… are all painted on hectares of cotton fields like blood rain. These are the themes laid down throughout the pages of this love note.
Furthermore, the metaphorical range that this collection encompasses is staggering. It tends to delve into the darker corners of a reader’s mind. But, at the same time, it gives a clear sense of hope for hopeless romanticism.
ROHANKAR succeeds in wandering off even beyond the horizon of his own unique visceral literary style. Going by the final set of wordplay, it is quite safe to assume that this convincing piece of work is just a verbal foreplay, a predecessor to, hopefully, a series of tributes to Nietzschean affirmation.
About the Author
I believe in love, but I can't believe in love that doesn't hurt, if it doesn't hurt then it's not love and I have been in love and I have been hurt and I enjoyed the whole process of love and pain. I have done my B.Tech from NIT, Nagpur in electronics and communication engineering and I have also done MBA in Finance from SIBM, Bangalore. I like writing poems , I have a band by the name Nebula Quarantine for which I write and compose songs. I like playing guitar. I like reading philosophy, history and other random stuff, I like watching movies, listening to songs and symphonies, I like travelling and cooking. I have been table tennis champion back in SIBM, Bangalore. I have represented my school in GILES SHIELD(U-14) and HARRIS SHIELDS (U-16) cricket tournament.