Horror In Hamlet Poem by Vijay Sai R

Horror In Hamlet



Ploughing paddy fields
Irrigating fertile lands
Moisture laden
Planting saplings
Sowing seeds
Scattering here and there
Greeny everywhere
Working on
Sunrise through sunset
Ready to be home
Eager to earn well rest
All at home
Waiting in patience
Though night returned
He never returned
Anxious family men
Went in search
Looking near and far
Not to say
Terrible to see him
In pieces
Here and there
Torn and mutilated
Hunted by a leopard
Turned man eating cannibal
What to say?
Everyone prayed
Let things be fine
By driving the beast
To disappear into wild!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sajna Kailas 18 January 2012

wow, nice experience! great narration of a hamlet and arrival of a man eating cannibal to that peaceful atmosphere. loved it a lot especially the first portion that describes the life and beauty of a remote village area! keep it up!

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ike Khan 19 January 2012

Thank you for inviting me Vijay. Though night returned he never returned - Horror indeed, I hope from imagination rather than true experience.

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Raziel Baptists 19 January 2012

I kinda want it to continue, it's like a little the short story you would read in elementary

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Ramesh Rai 19 January 2012

Indeed a nice expression.

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Neetha Sasidharan 21 January 2012

nice poem...a lot is woven in dis ... initially u hv shown d rural life of south india... then came...ya it was indeed an horror... u hv shown d hard life of such people..... kp writing..

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Anthony Burge 07 April 2013

I can feel, smell and taste the monsoonal humidity beneath the crushing sun in a world of lush greenery, shin deep in a muddy paddy field. A man labouring under the heavy burden of family provider where everybody wants a piece of him including the leopard can at last rest. Drive out the beast within. Nice work Vijay.

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Captain Cur 05 May 2012

I see the paradox in this poem. This can happen in a rural setting as well as urban. How many men, women and children do not return home. Killed not by wild animals, not so in the cities, but by the beasts that live in the shapes of human form. Great message!

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Vassilis Comporozos 06 March 2012

Evocative piece of writing! Nicely woven. Everyone has a beast hidden in themselves. Let us pray it will never come out in the wild!

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Adedayo Solomon 05 March 2012

very good boy I love you

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Ace Of Black Hearts 16 February 2012

And the beast does not just go. Not with out taking a couple victims first. Oh no, oh no! A meal to stave the empty months upcoming. For in the wild everything has to be hunted. But here it is an easy pickings in open and so defenseless. He will be back. You can count on that. For that kind of hunger does not just dies. And for this is now his paradise. Good Poem, Cheers! !

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Vijay Sai R

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Trichy, South India
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