Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Yes, I hate 'him'!

A Poem by Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"


‘He’ brought me,
The flowers-
Where no fragrance
I praised ‘him’ for his efforts,
And said
“Why these papers,
Looks like
The flower-in-vain! ”

‘He’ took me to
The place-
Where no grasses
Were touched!(by the beam of light)
I admired the obscurity,
And said
“Why can’t you fetch in
That tiny Sun,
In your mighty-wallet!”

‘He’ showed me up,
to ‘his’ ceiling-
The majestic bunch light
hanging dead!
I smiled, mockingly
and said
“why don't you allow-in
the brilliance of
millions of fireflies"

For ‘his’ every labor,
I tried finding- Zilch!
For ‘he’ knew, by now-
Yes, I hate ‘him’!

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”
Infected eyes-Infected thoughts-
Materialism [He] Vs. Spiritualism [I]
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