Thus Spake The Audacity (To Barak Obama) Poem by Swami Jeevan Ekin

Thus Spake the Audacity (To Barak Obama)


The space limitless borderless and self-containedThe space eternally futile, meaningless and purposeless
The space studded with planets and stars for no cause
There hung a scene afloat and adrift
A pendant podium embellished volatile and hollow
Withered yet gleaming and glimmering masks all over
Seemed a pompous and redundant ostentation
All the celestial bodies behind the intimidation
Standing there was a two-legged creature
With a clowning grin and a lustrous mask
Varied emotions frequenting the mask
His hind limbs shackled with grey promises
His dwarf forelimb clutched but mesmerizing
His mask qualm and scruple and spinning
His stout contour dark and tender
The mask engraved with an obstinate lined dimple
His eyes unmatching the posterity and silky path
A safari legacy and a candy in the mouth
The tongue thick yet agile and brisk
The eyeballs oscillating up and down
An alacrity and swiftness called as audacity
Utterances brimmed audacity was prone;
Prone to prove the hidden beyond the imprudence
A tamed bird bearing a gloomy carcass in its beakA pertinent insecurity fenced the whole scene
Before him was gathered a look alike fauna
Pairs of eyes outnumbering the stars;
Glow in the eyes lightened the whole place
Hands handcuffed with brittle consolations
Their heads pivoted on an abyss of hopes
Their bodies reinforced with perilous ambitions
Guarded they were with newly born;
distention, altercations and fray
Undestined foresightedness led the this way
Their tongue acetous and teeth tart
separated the were with apathetic invisible walls
Pungent was their cavity and obnoxious was their breath
Hapless eyes waiting for an immortal miracle
Elongated were their years desperate for:
The old repetition of the dissuasion pattern
Their legs firmly anchored in the rotten and ruined grave of;
morality, affability, infelicity, fraternity love and motherhood
there reigned the wisps of delirium and swoon
Corpuscles of discontent, infliction, torments, misery and apprehensions with their cousins;  thrusting the crowd to staggerTheir hearts still invisible to be called as stoned
Infidelity and disloyalty were on probation with them
Betrayal was also awaiting its turn
Having had a famine of tenderness and love
They were to be threaded to the crust of chaos
Capped savage and barbarous clouds looming over them
Rambling to pour the hatred and wet the people with fear
Moaning and deploring they were for nothing
The life is strange Ekin
The audacity was prone and aptly prompted
So was ready the gathering knelt and squatted
The space witnessed the tongue tickled and;
Threats beguiled cheers and applause
The ambience was filled with sound
Thus spake the Audacity;
I stand here before you humbled.......
The life is paradoxical Ekin