Feel like being a sapling
In a *** amidst sophisticated jungle
Trimmed; poised to be all alluring
nourished with manures
Receive daily drizzles
And hours of sunlight
Live in profusion;
Often get pretty looks
Of a lass or her pet!
Tender touch before getting pluck
My budding, flowering dreams!
Really Live in profusion
Receive drizzles
before my roots feel thirst;
All profusion
And my nourished roots
Satiated rest
on the inner wall of ***
Without having a tinge
of perpetually denied
umbilical cord to
The Earth's womb.
Dec 3, 2024
Dec 3, 2024 at 11:25 PM UTC
I
Step by step, cleft by cleft
i rise to meet destination above;
Wind, though, rushes and drags
me down, urge keeps me in move
II
no crag, no stone at hand
i hold a torrent, oh, its time
all my zeal i put
to conqure its clime
III
whether I could step up a crag
with strenuous hand and mind
would I ever reach the zenith
or await for me Sysphyisus' fate?
oh, the urge against the flow
lived the agonies in a mo
heaven ward the will
& down ward the drill, would go!
Nov 2, 2020
Nov 2, 2020 at 8:10 AM UTC
rain deluded, crops failed
at hand, mere grain-less hay
what to do, what to say
hopes ash-burnt, confidence frail
who to blemish the Nature or the Government
that has cunning put our lives on bait
Lost crops, lost all hopes
heart benumbed awaits the hanging rope
No one hears, the chocked dumb voice, how chocked all breaths
sophisticated mocks, merely rampant on strangulating penniless deaths
what i furrowed on arid farm of fate
Is mere awaiting pangs of death?
Miss fit to live, yet drag on
smiles fades, but not the frown
Now, not of others', but of my own vaunts
Hard to evade the soulless tongues’ taunts
poem by Mukund Malve, India (State of Maharashtra)
Jul 25, 2020
Jul 25, 2020 at 9:52 AM UTC