Madathil Rajendran Nair

Gold Star - 26,723 Points (3rd December 1946 / Bombay, India)

End Of The World - Poem by Madathil Rajendran Nair

I came into this world
They say
So the world was there
When I came in
Where did I come from
Was it another world
Did it end
When I fled
Why should I break my head

The world ends
Every night when I switch off
Yet I close my eyes
Longing for rest
Without worry
Why should I therefore rue
If this one before my eyes
Perishes now or survives

It is there for my eyes to see
Senses to perceive
All in order without an error
Run by impeccable laws
Without my asking
Or prodding
Yet why is it that I worry
If it ends
Without a warning
When something ought to remain
If my nature is to see and grin

What is this world that I worry
So much about
Is it the stars that shine in the Milky Way
Or the galaxies that speed away
Nay not a way
It is my immediate woman
With her youth intact
Merry relatives
Frolicking in unending sunshine
Of a well-to-do spring
The unaccounted filth stashed away
In clandestine accounts
In distant lands
And all that I hadn’t had before
But now boastfully brandish

I came into this world
They say
Empty-handed
Without all this that I think are mine
Yet why is it that I worry and break my head
If all this that has come is to slip away

And if the world perishes
Into a lifeless mass
Who would be there
To say “Oh, ye, behold, these are the ashes
The mortal remains
Of our beloved mother earth
Let us just join and look for a Ganges
To flow them and give her peace
In her eternal abode”

Who would say that
Other than me
The intelligence that pulsates
Ever and ever
For the words “I see”
To sprout
Like a waking shoot out of an immortal seed

So let the volcanoes spew
Fire into the skies
Let auroras blaze
Lightnings streak
Thunder roar
Let polar ice melt and tsunamis rise
To submerge the fiery mounts
And quench their thirst

Let God have a Diwali bash
Lighting daisy wheels
Of colourful splendour
Igniting the stars
HE deserves it
Poor guy bored to the core
Having all these days
Patiently kept
The sun, moon and winds on course
All for this unthinking insecure ass

Oh, let the world come to an end
And let me say to my surprise
“I see the world has come to an end”

Topic(s) of this poem: apocalypse


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written December 2012, when prophets of doom were having a field day warning of an apocalypse

Comments about End Of The World by Madathil Rajendran Nair

  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (4/23/2015 2:59:00 AM)


    Many were there who thought as such
    And are now buried below the slush
    Or cremated to merge in elements five
    Thinking men, in this intelligent hive
    Now gone to a place we know not
    But finally content with their lot..............

    When Rammana Maharishi was afflicted by cancer, he used to ask his disciples as to why they were showing excessive grief. He called it as a disease on a disease. You are right. Lets us live each moment to its fullest without peeping too much into the future. Good poem....
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  • Kim Barney (4/4/2015 9:12:00 PM)


    Well worth thinking about.
    I especially liked the lines:
    The world ends every night
    when I switch off.
    Thanks for inviting me to read this.
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  • Valsa George (3/11/2015 12:10:00 AM)


    We tenaciously cling onto all that we hoarded over the years! But remember, we came empty handed and we shall leave this world empty handed! Then why fret unnecessarily about our leaving the Earth! If we can come to this sage like attitude, death of our mortal body or the end of the world will no more frighten or annoy us! Very philosophic thoughts worth pondering over! Enjoyed! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 10, 2015



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