M.D Dinesh Nair
The Wonder Of A Surviving Enigma - Poem by M.D Dinesh Nair
A habitat fades out from the earth with its life
And the perished mortals and their livestock are buried deep.
The lone survivor of a home prays to his god, the all mighty!
For sparing him amidst the fury shown on all.
A shrine becomes a memory and the Kaliyuga triumphs.
The sages chant, ' Ohm Shanti'.
A South American forest becomes a desert and its plants dry out,
An East African Jungle reports about the famished beasts,
And a tribe is wiped out from the Nicobar Islands.
But a lady teaches her dog how to follow her to the Church.
The sermon is reverberated from the hall,
'He loves all alike' and the awaiting dog barks aloud.
A dream struggles to open its petals to many
And a nightmare scares the rest of their brethren.
They are left with a dim day to have a short nap
But are told there are still many more nights.
The frail corpses are dumped into the pitches unshaped
While the crowd sing, ' May their souls rest in peace'.
A man who has had sound sleep narrates his sweet dream
And then many sing in chorus, ' Yes, we too had them'.
They have sweet voice and shining eyes
Now they all sit together and begin to dream again
This time they dream about a world without their human forms!
And they write poems about the much more rewarding eternity.
A hunter chases the lone deer
As it runs across the glade of thorns and weeds
The arrow strikes right and it too bleeds to death.
The awaiting kins heave a sigh for a while!
An eerie silence spreads all around.
A woman sitting in the dark sees a light descending on her
And her mind is transported into a world still beyond.
Where art thou goin dear lady?
The dark chambers of the universe laugh at her.
The enigma of a light and the pervasive darkness
Still swells into a bubble but breaks not ever!
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