Rekha Mandagere


This World Is So Funny


Thou my Lord greatness
Poured upon me love and kindness
Thou showered all worldly richness
Filled my heart with thy sweetness
That made me a deep rooted
To the noble values, you created
Endowed me the gift of a Giver!

Thou stands as a beckon light
I followed thy path day and night
Never stayed away from doing good
Always toiled in peaceful mood
Showed generosity like a gentle rain
Served everyone in their pain
Loved to live the life of a Giver!

Once misfortune fell on my back
So I went to seek someone's favour
I was baffled by the way he looked
His cruel eyes were deadly arrows
I was made to feel a useless crack
The door was shut with such an anger
Blocked my way to further enter

Thou tell me, what is my wrong?
Why did you give me the life of a giver?
Why did you make me beg from a commoner?
I know you are the game deviser
You made me realise
How easily one can give
But how tough it is to receive
This world is so funny
Oh God! I neither wish
To become a giver nor a beggar
Thou is the Giver
Who knows the humans nature!

Submitted: Friday, September 13, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (11/11/2013 8:53:00 PM)

    'The World Is So Funny', but not this poem. It has depth, the communication between the poet and her Lord, 'the game deviser' is unique.
    'His cruel eyes were deadly arrows
    I was made to feel a useless crack'
    Feelings well expressed here, nice imagery.
    'Oh God! I neither wish
    To become a giver nor a beggar'
    These lines fit well at the tail of the poem, the tale having been told so well. (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (9/16/2013 5:15:00 PM)

    beckon light works here (though if i were using it in prose i would probably write beckoning light) , but i wonder if you might have meant to write beacon light, which also fits.

    I was made to feel a useless crack ok, i guess a useless crack works as well as lots of useless things would.

    i wonder if this is a personal real story of the author's life. whether it is or not, i find it to be a very engaging tale, well-told, and thought-provoking. but since my thoughts rarely are provoked to continue on one topic for too long............i'll move on to something else! thanks for sharing. i will move it into MyPoemList. bri

    p.s. let me be more specific. there are many lines i liked in this poem, such as the ones here:

    I was baffled by the way he looked
    His cruel eyes were deadly arrows (Report) Reply

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