Concepts 19 Poem by Somanathan Iyer

Concepts 19



When the tongue is silenced by imposing fear
When the hands are tied by coercion and penury
Words that come from depths of heart through the eyes
Speak volumes and volumes if one can understand

Bubbling with honey a beehive attract the grabbers
Never realized is the toil and hard work of the bees
Mercilessly killed or driven out are the poor bees
Efforts of lame encroached effortlessly for enjoyment of others

Mind is a prison where attachments are iron chains
Not an easy task to break the shackles of that sentiments
Unknown affections blind the mind in ignoring the wisdom
Illusion drags always into its fold from fleeing its clutches

Stings of one hundred scorpions put together
Scores of hissing cobras spitting venom
Walking barefoot on scorching desert sands
Lesser painful than undergoing the ‘dreaded poverty’

Living a life that ought not to be
Sporting a smile that ought not to be
Concealing the tears that ought not to be
Lessons we learn from ‘dreaded poverty’

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tirupathi Chandrupatla 11 September 2013

Your concepts are getting solidified and teaching many lessons. Thank you.

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Geetha Jayakumar 08 September 2013

Wow. Wonderful poem on Poverty...Yes, very true said...Poor peoples efforts are crushed to death and their efforts are enjoyed by the one who doesn't deserve. Mind is chained by the attachments, illusion drags them into some unknown places...Especially the lines scorpions stings and cobras spitting venom are beautifully expressed. Each lines are expressed beautifully. Loved reading it.

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