Meloncholy In The Mystic Mood Poem by Harindhar Reddy
Meloncholy In The Mystic Mood
With money and action, here lives an antagonist!
Yet why not our protagonist from East - who is a humanist,
With noble ideas - he, an eleemosynary philanthropist,
With soft corner in his heart, he, an altruist.
Tinge in the heart, on the face – a smile
With testimonials in his hands – a file
With wisdom in his profile!
Yet a sword of Damocles waited to nail.
He drank knowledge for tea and snacks
He ate vocabulary for lunch
He had idioms and expression for brunch;
Without any fault yet he packs.
With high voltage mental mill, I drill
Mystery shrouded his career still,
He knows, he is fighting a losing battle, yet he fights!
He knows verse can’t help, yet he writes!
Tears rolling down his cheeks! What a pity!
His knowledge of words is in woods as he understood,
tore apart to ape the jug-heads in action for food,
yet trashed to parrot the flibbertigibbets in the nameless city!
In his hand – a broom, in his heart of gloom
The melancholy in the mystic mood
His soul rued......
So, he hanged himself in a room.
I like the way you went about this poem, its very well written. :) 'He drank knowledge for tea and snacks He ate vocabulary for lunch He had idioms and expression for brunch; ' Superb lines.
Writers are usually melancholic people, but somebody has to do it! Great poem, and no matter how bizarre it feels, don't give up...don't bury a talent.. :)
Failed to ape the fools in action for food, Failed to ape the fools in action in the unknown city! Truly defines the melancholy in the mystic mood.Well done..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 7:19:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Oh what a miss losing the golden heart hanged in the room...The story should open many eyes to see the reality situation which many of us neglected to bear, I found this one just quite different than your own style Harindhar, you done it well as always, with the heart you roll together with the ink, i can feel the beats in the writing..they sound humanity..Inspiration about life is important to keep harder become softer.. we know it cant make challenge to be blunt but it gives hope to shine.. Harindhar through this words you really deserve a golden ink so people must read whenever you write.Nice deep poem my dear friend_Unwritten SOul
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Thank you my friend Unwritten Soul for the amazing review on the poem 🙏🙏