A Snail In The Rain! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
A Snail In The Rain!
The loads of betrayal dwell in the hearts,
It's so heavy even to lift the head,
The councilors ask me to fly high in the sky,
As the dove of a soul released from the body,
The fear that pushes me down, deep into dungeon,
To lick the salted ground, that is far, not around,
As the jungle animals do, to balance the mineral need,
Wounds inflicted not be seen, not felt by others, but me,
Safe in the mind to caress the pain,
The road may be long, but full of thorns,
Slipper less feet have to feel the pins,
The life is not drizzle to make me smile,
you are the rain to drown me frail,
to emerge as the clouds to come down as snow fall,
to fill the lakes and rivers through the hil
A strong feeling of hurt lurking somewhere in the deep recesses of the heart! ! The melancholic poignancy, intensified by images like snail, salt etc! !
Pain has been metaphorically depicted in the snail's frail body. carrying a heavy load. Very original and pleasing in the last lines. A must read.
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4/18/2024 1:35:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I can observe the problem of water-harvesting.Thats the reason i tell do not make Nehru and Jinnah -emotional and regional arts, law and humanities people supreme emblem of a nation even if they win nobel prizes for being best lickers of white hip muscles from Cambridge to India converted, uncoverted, diverted and all other form of displacements.It could have been Bengal and Punjab -the two river giant city states who could have solved the water crisis in India.But they are busy now after it all started with those two rubbish bags complaining the flow of water in meters, centimeters and kilometers thank god if not millimeters.This happens not in United Kingdom where they have only one river to reckon with.This happens ironically in riverine countries who must research what is there special in those water compositions that makes one a traitor.A thought provoking write..