Zenith Of Absurdity Poem by Mamta Agarwal
Zenith Of Absurdity
Oh, how reposeful it is at dawn
Elated, I thought as I sat in my lawn.
Watching the Sun rising on the eastern horizon
And the blue canopy spangled pink and vermillion.
The crows and birds seemed to welcome
The daylight with a loud chorus
And orchestra. Dainty butterflies
With amazing patterns on their wings,
Gently alighted atop the upturned flowers.
It is the most magical and enchanting hour.
There was a gentle, caressing breeze,
Leaves were dancing on the trees.
I was reminded of Pippa’s song
All is well and nothing can go wrong.
But in my heart I knew better,
This feeling will last until I open the newspaper.
The universe works with such amazing synchronicity
Where human mind has reached the zenith of absurdity.
It reminds me of a couplet- ye shakhsh bahut khush dikhai deta hai/ lagta hai isne aaj ka akhbaar nahi pada! A perfect picture of present scenario, mamta!
I do not read newspapers Mam', I stopped long back, when I started thinking! Angel
mamtaji, what a wonderful poem...enjoyed the last four lines......now please read my poem 'why should i read a newspaper? ' both compliment.......
As an artist myself, I loved the first few paras since it appeared to me like a marvellous piece of painting! And the opening of the newspaper- brought home the reality in our real time live show! So aptly put! -Raj Nandy
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8/12/2026 12:16:14 PM # rel_20260811T123139Z_a98d49b
'But in my heart I knew better, This feeling will last until I open the newspaper.' excellent..yeah world is not we see around us! ! ! Fahim