The lion was extremely lonely
He was wandering around, singing
I am at loggerheads with you, world
Vomited, watching rabbits eat from the same green plate
Got fever watching crocodiles wallow, wet, in water and in sunshine
Sprained the neck in the giraffe’s interference in neighbour’s affairs
Got all seized up in the tortoise’s stillness
Which wouldn’t put its limbs or head outside, scared of being tried as a witness
Deafness because of the praises sung by foxes
Lonelier than the lonely because of sickness
The envy was
For the freedom trees had on earth as well as the skies
The surprise was
About the solidarity of ants, bees, herds of deer while they grouped
Fear was the lair
Courage was the ATM card
Unhappiness was,
That the royal insignia which got imprinted in the soil
Closed all doors of any living presence coming near
It was with the heart of the storm that I walked among the plants
“The form of beast that swallowed fire”,
Was what the elephants murmured among themselves
Doff the silk attire of loneliness and come, Invited water
His aim in the well was a life partner
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
The lion was extremely lonely
He was wandering around, singing
I am at loggerheads with you, world
Vomited, watching rabbits eat from the same green plate
Got fever watching crocodiles wallow, wet, in water and in sunshine
Sprained the neck in the giraffe’s interference in neighbour’s affairs
Got all seized up in the tortoise’s stillness
Which wouldn’t put its limbs or head outside, scared of being tried as a witness
Deafness because of the praises sung by foxes
Lonelier than the lonely because of sickness
The envy was
For the freedom trees had on earth as well as the skies
The surprise was
About the solidarity of ants, bees, herds of deer while they grouped
Fear was the lair
Courage was the ATM card
Unhappiness was,
That the royal insignia which got imprinted in the soil
Closed all doors of any living presence coming near
It was with the heart of the storm that I walked among the plants
“The form of beast that swallowed fire”,
Was what the elephants murmured among themselves
Doff the silk attire of loneliness and come, Invited water
His aim in the well was a life partner
translation : Anitha varma
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