Last night, I saw a monster.
First it was just a shadow
By degrees it became clearer and clearer
Finally it stood out
Clear as clear can be.
Handless it was, really handless
With a shock I knew
That it was legless too
Yet, it was standing straighter than straight
In lieu of a head, all it had
Was an eye unconnected with its body
A most grotesque figure indeed
I was floored, was rolling on all fours
Thought the monster had me down
My eye shutters were shut tight
And a great struggle I undergone opening them
No sooner the shutters fell open
The monster had vanished
In its place I saw an ‘ i ’
In the book that had me sleep awhile.
Aiswarya.T.Anish
2004
(I wrote this when I was studying in 3rd standard. When I was studying my lessons I had this eye monster trapped in my mind. I modified this after a while.)
© Copyright Aiswarya T Anish, Kerala, India
Wow u r so talented realy i can see u a great poem within a few years keep it up
Dreams can be so real when we are in its clutch. I had many experiences of unimaginable dreams. Your dream is of a troubled mind. Troubled mind will see such dreams. Your language is nice and marvellous for your age. In the years to come we hope to see nice works from a poet in the making. All the best.
This is a scene in poetry with immense interest, very lovely indeed.
Even though it was written in your childhood, now there is meaning in it, and it is real, and now you are a Poet, a Writer, a Journalist, and a Public Speaker. You proved that you are really a Multi- talented personality. Congratulations Aiswarya. I was watching you, and now You are real.
It took me by suspense till the end, when at last I found it was a dream. Thank God.
very nice and sweet. continue to write. read some of my poems too.
WOW! To be inspired by the shape of an alphabet, a symbol of ego, when most of us would have been at play. Indeed a treasure, your poem shows your potential and talent. Express your thought and emotions as poems and polish them at leisure into brilliant pieces of poetry. I love this work totally. Angel
aishu, kill those monsters with the spear of poetry................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are a gifted writer and this is an intriguing piece of work. You wrote this when you were 7 years old? Wow.