Conquest of Scorn I yielded to none For none was worth my strife Sway, I did, I even guffawed Orific... Remembrance brings forth laughter Sadness Yes, anger! But I swayed in my emptiness Causeless voices of rapturous timpani Barren vessel of a tumescent tomorrow! I, I, I, Scorned... Cast... Defiled... Earthen urn Ode? nay! Fie ont' Tis but a unweeded garden Priyam's anger possess it merely Was it anger? Wrath? Or, petrification spawn of sadness She said she couldn't bear Were it true, I would surely s(w)ing Drown in flights of Grey Goose Aye! I died a thousand deaths Cruelly, in the "Point of Centre" Sipping Napoleon 's Corsican Brew Emanating glue of a triumphant Hussar
Jaideep Saikia is a Conflict Theorist and Bestselling Author. He has also advised the Governments of India and Assam on National Security and has been a member of the Indian delegation for Track-II Dialogue with Bangladesh, Bhutan, China, Myanmar and Japan. He was also the sole Asian Fellow of the prestigious military academy, West Point, USA. He has published six poetry anthologies and over fifty of his poems have been translated into Assamese in a compilation titled Susupti.