Sorry Buddy Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

sad at the very pathetic plight!
just in morning comes twilight!
la martinere fellow, a pupil bright;
gifted qualities raised him to height
novice yet wrote poems very nice
tender emotion turned fatal vice.
fingers drew well pictures cocktail
strummed strings in tune amidst all. turmoil.
highly proud parents‘ very gleaming eyes
long cherished only son outdid ‘the butterflies‘.
nurtured ambition set on a right mission
destiny spoiled the sport with ordained destination
dejected at failure though bent on creation
half-way rejected himself out of frustration.
drowned to death in placid still water
left a black mark as his mettle did falter.
my dear sonny, one selfish turned funny;
your sinful folly defiled the soul holy.
who will wipe now big tear drops?
‘cynical clock’ ticks; mad world hops!