Soluble Arrow Of Hopes (To Mr. Barak Obama) Poem by Swami Jeevan Ekin

( (To Mr. Barak Obama)

Soluble Arrow of Hopes


The life is by chance Ekin
Life bow of coincidences shoots;
multifurcated arrow of hopes and consolation
Tightened string of audacity is still quivering
Randomly chosen is the chief sitting on the edge of the arrow
The jubilant chief is apparently jubilant
Invisible money mongers are soon to make their presence felt
Life is strange Ekin
Arrow is no exception to succumb to the eddies of expectations
Visible is controlled by the pertinence of invisible
Ekin; concern is yours too
For the plugged ears, blind folds, chocked nostrils and shackled limbs
Ekin wishes the arrowto incise the thorny and strangulating snare
The change was at the discretion; acceptance is to be dared

Ekin