M.D Dinesh Nair
Squirrels And We.. - Poem by M.D Dinesh Nair
The squirrels living in the trees next to our compound
Have begun to venture into our house!
I have long wished for it..
They have the same innocent faces I saw once long before
And their alert looks bear the same resemblance
I often see them around me..
These squirrels are unlike the lizards
That haunt the walls of the house like little dinosaurs.
These are the images of a friendly living..
Voltaire`s letter to his niece in France
From the guest chambers of King Frederick I remember.
It said, 'Everything is fine here', But added
I am in the same predicament of a strange kind-
These squirrels dread us not
They don`t look us at in fear of any kind.
How can I speak out my thoughts now?
But how can I otherwise explain my 'But'?
So I tell it to you all my pals -
These squirrels are too many...
Squirrels, squirrels are everywhere
Every time, every one small and big
Is it a house for squirrels on spree?
What is this growing number dear ones?
I hear the squirrels playing
I see them all prowling around us
Unlike ever before unlike anywhere else
And I have spoken it out.
They have nestled on the ceiling of a room
And we hear them at some sort of play
A mother and a father may be playing there
With their babes in glee.
It is the problem of too many, dear sirs
It is the problem of their omnipresence, beloved madams,
Forgive us and forget my lines..
The few over grown trees around our house
Often wear a deserted look, I feel
I am not bemused to think of a day coming soon
That we shift our residence to one of them!
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