Treasure Island

lalitha iyer

(7.6.1967 / Kochi, India)

A mirage in the mind


The mind is a mirage
where you seek hope
there it is dry
and when you rest
then it starts to leak
from dead dusts
rises sprouts of heavenly mists
to showers of rain
in tormenting Summer
there are men
cruel and savages
there are,
women equally aged
by the way of life stages
despaired
embittered with losses of bonds
and links of trust
when we discard the life as a whole
somewhere the brooks gurgles
ushering in cool moisture
bringing some relief
not from the Oceans you hope
does the thirst quenches
but from the hands unknown
unseen love is poured
from skies of alien hearts
as u sink deeper
without a chord to hold
the rope of life is extended
and somebody gives u a hold.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 11, 2009

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