The Truant.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The Truant..



Where would you be dear, when I am in slumber,
Embracing all my despair, as a bundle soaked in tears,
Where would you be, When I am not awake and in snore,
Leaving me the moment I close my eyes,
Return to me immediately when I am awake,
As the light appears when the knob is pressed,
The involuntarily pumps need nothing, filled with zest,
You are free as a young dove, escape from this nest,
When I am asleep I wouldn't know where you would be,
A strange game has only one rule to follow to be clean,
That is I have to be knocked out, then
You leave me with no trace found,
Am I this body or you, my dear?
The body you care with utmost dedicate,
Will be Left behind to be the manure,
I am you, but under trance,
not belong to the inorganic world,
So you let this organic body to enjoy and be inorganic,
So you let this body to make mistakes and suffer,
Not knowing the bundle getting bigger,
And bigger on your feathered s(h) oulders,
I am in trance completely in ignorance,
I am in trance totally under your spell.

Monday, September 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 23 September 2014

DrVKK, The conflict between the body and the soul is narrated in this poem. when we sleep we actually don't know anything about the life which is called as soul doing, so the narrator asks whether the soul is free to leave and enter the body as long as we are alive ', I' is the body and 'You' is the soul.. Thank you for the comment..

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Kanniappan Kanniappan 23 September 2014

It is a very nice poem, I think I understand, but, can you give me a little idea to understand still better?

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Gajanan Mishra 22 September 2014

I am in trance, like it.

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