Of Inescapable Realities Poem by Gayathri Seetharam

Of inescapable realities
-Gayathri B. Seetharam
I heard somebody refer to me as a classy lady through a source
And my immediate reaction was to say that the gentleman had to remind me
Of this the next time I took a dump
For there is a persistent clanging in my mind
Which is replaced by a musical hereafter;

Surely, Shakespeare hath referred to the mind being distraught
And not this daily ritual
And this is a modernism which succinctly
Sums up the fact that humans are vulnerable beings;

As Shannon Hoon has said, "Life isn't a tiptoe through the tulips",
It is more like a walk on the grass amidst the flowers which
Take me to the rainbow at the far end of the road
But it seems to me that it is an awful long walk
More like a trudge through the snow despite the spring weather;

I take consolation in the fact
That the sunlight and the prisms placed in a miniature cabinet
In the bevelled glass window
Makes rainbows in the living room and my work room;

However, it sure would be nice to reach the rainbow at the far end of the road
Which is simply playing Hide and Seek
I would like "to add another hue to the rainbow"
Which is a symbol of hope followed by a Thank You
And that would be cyan blue or a navy blue
Which would be the colour of the sky on a sunny day in Toronto
And would mean the smiling skies in early spring
That would bring the flowers of joy to my career oriented life.

Acknowledgements:
1. BBC
2. BrainyQuote
3. William Shakespeare