O Naughty Child.! [ Part-6 ] Poem by sundaram chandrakalaadhar

[ Part-6 ]

Numerous pranks
Restless you author!
Yet when we remind
Your masterpiece
And entreat reenactment
With throbbing hearts..
You stoutly refuse
And mutilate our noses
In presence of
An expectant gathering
And rob us of
Our boastful moments-
We cut sorry figures
In front of guests!
We rain plausible theories
For your emphatic head-shakes-
You remain the focus of attention
With no damage to reputation!

Offering my due
In all your sports
Both on land and in water
Command my active participation...
Relaxing not watchful eyes
Enslave as bonded labourer!

Call this sweating soul
' My Comrade! '
Daylong amidst your games-
Yet the very moment
Your antenna senses
The slightest stir of
The shadow of your 'maa'
Forget all courtesies-
And in a ' monkey-leap '
Land on your mom's hip!

I stand aghast!

Doesn't your conscience
Pinch your thighs
To remind you
About a word 'gratitude '!