Rationale

Oh! a doused mermaid
I've seen,
in the raven rivulet,
of my damned dream.


A creature so alluring
how could she perish?
in the water that was her vigor,
now became her reticent God's acre.


The brute captivity of my dream
Might be the rationale,
or the depraved aphotic water
noosed her maw away.


Or its just the wrangle,
to get herself the laxity
from the solitariness of my delusion.
Her life became her death.


- Tabish Irshad