Illusions Poem by Unnikrishnan Sivasankara Menon
Illusions
Morning sun shoots an arrow
purloined from Cupid's quiver,
through the mellow heart
of the sky, blue and serene.
Shy, bitten by his love, she smiles
through her tears of happiness
and all seven colours
dawn on earth for the first time.
Sun ascends his throne,
his power makes people run
for a cool shelter; caught in his love
but, she cannot move.
Haughtily he moves on
without casting as much as
a fleeting glance at her
and she burns in his apathy.
Now she understands that
his love was but, an illusion
and we, that not just the rainbow
but the sky too is an illusion.
A wonderful poem on illusion. Extremely well penned dear poet. Top score
My response was too long, so that is GONE. I wil try my second response next time, no illusion, but my promise and reality
I 'lost' the password to this poetic gate, Unnikrishnan and especially on my POD Day, I refound that again, True God's Wonder, I have no other words
This old ex student and graduate of Literture has One Most Important Lesson Learned Today! TOP Marks for you Unnikrishnan! Not too old to learn and to add some most important item in my brains / upper attic. TFS
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/9/2024 4:57:41 AM # 1.0.0
That's you at your best. Kudos! A poem woven with sterling imagery and realistic perspective. Simply brilliant! Full marks!