Women Wordsmiths And Christmas By Amita Roy

Resurgence

Moments evanescent in sighs
Encodes looming messeges
A micro menace mutates
The eyepiece lens
Confounds intense gaze
Pregnant grief outlines a river
The killer on rampage lashes a world
It’s roller coaster spree
Peels off skin of self complacence
In shooting counts of death.
2020, a cursed year of disasters plenty
Wakes up to cheer Santa’s coming
The healing touch of outstretched palms-
Through multiple cracks of
stratified agony
Wasted life breathes an ecstatic prayer
Between ambivalent hems of hope and despair
‘Ring out the murkiness of sullied year
A nightmare of recluse and fear
Let peals of happiness loudly chime
A pageantry of light, love and resurgent life.’