Rats Poem by Sachidananda Panda

There is a desire for happiness
You, me or they, on different terms
No wonder! If one doesn't
To harness the possibilities
Weighing the opportunities at far ends
Often one stumbles to bite more
Than the appetite to digest

A mad rush for the crown
Hurried accomplices on shortcuts
Joisted by accolades, treading the untrodden,
Envy and avarice hoist the flag of bravery
An evil design, a hand in glove

Sprinkling of perfumes seldom shall sweeten
Dried pearls on pink cheeks
Dimorphic vegetarians too wish to mate
The sweetness of an early spring
Dictating terms under bifocal lenses

Destiny plays pivots as always; Remember!
Unheard, unseen fears though loom large
A Half eyed too walks the track
Waiting for the turn of the fate
To award the boons of perspiration
Quite on the queues, long-drawn by time

Destiny smiles behind the scene
Life moves like a field rat, on tip toes
Along the thin layers of wild Grass
Clocks trick Surreptitiously
As a spoiler to the unholy apple cart
Under the darkened eyelids
To silence all the dear desires

Life's agonies are endless
Mosquitoes too sing songs to charm
Much agile and stout I am to rise
Despite the potholes dug deep
To snatch the crown by own rights
Unhurt and wise, to surprise the rats.

©sachi-04th Feb-2021
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