Sorrow Poem by Mallika Achuthan Menon

The dense flocks of dark nimbus clouds
Had caused the sky to look gloomy
The sky had vaguely tried and failed
To conceal all her own agonies.
The wind flew up for consoling her
And whispered soothing words in ear.
Despite that care and love of his
Her eyes turned into pool of tears.
The distress somehow got lessened
and it turned into rain and fell on earth.
I could see you there in her mist of tears,
But I could not make out who you were.

The day was taking her retreat
towards the skyline as usual
but with hesitence in her mind.
She was always forced to do so
as a daily routine repeatedly.
Such departure had made her sick
And sobbed in silence rethinking it.
I had seen you there in her mind
But I could not make out who you were!

Our last and final exit from the world
could be named as death.
The people whom we loved so much
Would go away from us one by one.
As we could only abide the rules
Of birth and death of universal law.
But there would be another set of people
Who lived with bygone memories of
their beloved ones who wooed the death
as per their predestined fate.
I could see you there in their eyes
But could not make out who you were!

There were beggars who could not
meet with one single meal in each day.
I could see you there in their burning hunger
But could not make out who you were.

Miseries throve on their faces
who were struggling with maladies.
Their grievances were not remediable
And as such their condition was pitiable.
They wanely wailed in both pain and distress.
I could see you there in their wail
But could not make out who you were.

Amidst the so called dearest ones
Why did I feel all alone?
My deep sense of cold loneliness
left me weak and tainted from within.
Was it my fault; was it my fate
Or was it a curse, I could not assume till this date!
I could recount affirmatively
That one could define love as mirage.
I would not get rippled in it anymore
as it was an illusion of human mind.

My world was always cute and small
And I loved to live in that cocoon!
My mind had taught me to love the world
all through my life sincerely.
I promptly practised what was taught;
Though I could not get it back a bit.
Why I forgot to love myself
When I loved you all in plenty?
That query surfaced in my mind
But yet it remained unanswered.

Those disturbing thoughts
had made me sad
and I felt a striking pain in mind.
I could feel you in that pain
Oh! You were sorrow, the pain of mind.
I had seen you in many faces
But each was different from one another.
Now, I could make out who you were.
As I met you in me face to face.
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