Come To Me Just To Be Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Think well and deep, mull over every sin,
Look into mind's mirror, critical, keen,
To wash thine every single evil clean,
Close eyes, confess his confidence to win.
Thou art the plaintiff, thou art the witness,
The defence lawyer art thou and the judge,
Harm there's none to come clean and self-confess,
Need there be none to feign, nor ever fudge.

Beware, there also is an impostor
That pretends to be what he never is,
Who, may mislead you— being an actor,
He'll pose as true self, too ready to please.
Leave him alone, amidst body, brain, bone,
The true to him be nigh like a millstone!
Yet, should everything fail, come dear to me,
Forget the world; come to me just to be.
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A man is torn apart in the conflict between his ego and conscience. And then in a denouement a voice comes from his wife: Forget all this pursuit of becoming; come to me and just be. The sonnet allows an extra couplet for this.
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Sonnets | 02.03.06 |