Ramayana, A Daily Drama... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

The turbulent epoch witnesses
Ramayana in every household …….

too many Sitas languish in
the ignominious flames ……

righteous Ramas burn on
the abiding pyre; well-designed
by Ravanas……….

gods and demons
share the same stage
under one umbrella- - -
a little modification.

monkeys patch up
paved bridge across
two households,
two mahallaas ……..

timid Sugreevas
assume thrones
in a servile coup …….

Dasharatha still weeps
in crowded wilderness
in loud silence …….

Manthara yet whispers
to ears in open-secret rooms.

Kaikaiyee bisects the jet-set world
with rusted scissors …………

exiled land hunts for lost ones ……

the great Hanumana is off
on an ancient duty…….

all glittering ornaments
are dazzling with rakshas glory.

Vivison`s guile is widely
accepted as the coolest art!

Balmikies interweave the interspersed
epics over cups of lukewarm tea …….

endless tears stoke the eternal fire.

Ramayana peeps through the bosom
hole to the hottest crux …….

crusades win and fail
in all ages ……………