M.D Dinesh Nair
The Irony Of Life And A Little More - Poem by M.D Dinesh Nair
A line of ants laden with foodstuff moves in
Another line of their brethren comes from the opposite direction
And the latter move sideways and give way to the former!
They have a small world of great deeds!
An old man struggles to stand in a crowded bus
And near him a youngster sits with a smile and looks through the panes
A civilization moves at a speed of its own
As age factor has no buyers over here.
The roasted meat of old and over worked cattle
Brutally slaughtered to death comes as dish every day on a table.
It is shared by the inmates of a home pious
Who shed tears before the image of a prince once nailed to death.
A river dreams to flow a little farther
As its shallow base gets dug up for its sandy treasure
Somewhere a street is abandoned for fear of men
And a crowded street looks for a side path somewhere.
A woman refuses to breast feed her new born, next sets it to slumber
And then prompts her man to absorb her for a wild hour.
A mother keeps her infant`s mouth onto her nipple that has no milk
And sighs and then pushes away her man quite for a while.
A small rodent struggles to hide in a hole
And the mouth of a snake goes in and tastes its prey,
A few men then come with sticks and batter it to death.
As the cycle has to reach its destined finish!
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