The Song’s Over: Remembering Pink Floyd

You look back…
You look for…

The time

Underneath the
Writing desk

And find smoke
Spiraling out of
The rifer…

Satanic Verses…

Time stoned,
Tugs at your
Soul and your
Heart bleeds…

Memories crush out
Crash in
Get jumbled
And you walk
Closer towards death
And strike the rewind button…

The song plays
The sun rises

Nothing had been
Over, ever


As if, births and deaths
Were immaterial

You look into
The roots of
Creation and find
A ticking heart
Pumping blood into
The veins of civilization
That destroys itself
Before and after


Pranab Ghosh is an award-winning Indian journalist and writer, who has worked for major news outlets of the country, including HT Media Ltd., Eenadu Digital, TNIE, Business India group etc.. His books of poems have been published by English and Canadian publishers. Read other articles by Pranab.