916: Mind Abducted

My mind was abducted long back,
I never even knew, but others did,
The host knew how best to use it,
I kept doing what I was asked,
Never realizing or even thinking,
What they all meant, how could I?
My mind was abducted after all,
The impact was so great, I thought,
What I did was all for my good,
Only my abductor knew where I stood,
I don’t even wish I am rescued,
The stress I suffer is my glamour,
I live by my titles, not life’s grammar,
The day I’m back to my self, I’ll only stammar.

(May 18,2007)

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Rajaram Ramachandran 01 June 2007

This kind of experience almost everyone has in his or her life time. Sometime we act as fools just to please others. A nice poem.

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