Treasure Island

malini kadir

(17th october / Nagapatinam, a coastal port, Tamilnadu, India NOW RESIDING IN TRICHY)

THE NARROW PROFILE


The narrow profile
Of my silhouette
Framed in guile
In darkness a vignette

It held the tranquillity
Of silence between dialogue
Of contemplative ability
A mere poet; no rogue

The artist and poet in me awake
Wishing to enhance the right to live
For my loving parent's sake
Wishing them to be proud and alive

To watch me make my début
Into the world of art and drama
In the versatile world that doubt
To put a delicate comma

To the sentence of good and self respecting life
To defend my self for my own sake
To awaken the inner pride to face the strife
That life in the grips of ambition makes one fore sake......

To let the darkness
In the very expanse of life's reality
In sheer hasty preparedness
To help me find a rare and reassuring Quality! !

To live and let live; to embrace
The doctrines of life and living truth
To eradicate the pinch of the race
By adding the voice of harsh and unshaken truth............

++++++++++++++++++++++++ ++++++++++++++++malini kadir

Submitted: Thursday, October 03, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

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