Yes, I hate 'him'!

A Poem by Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

 

‘He’ brought me,

The flowers-

Where no fragrance

Remained!

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-

That

Yes, I hate ‘him’!

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”

25^th-July-2012-CES-IISc-12.30pm

Infected eyes-Infected thoughts-

Materialism [He] Vs. Spiritualism [I]

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