11 March, 2009
When I see them
Smeared in colour red
I shudder in freight
Thinking of blood
Gushing forth
From a fatal wound!
Where has the red
Vanished and gone astray
That stood for
Sacrifice to uphold
The supreme goal
Of moving ahead!
The colour green,
Symbol of
Peace and growth
To live and let live,
When smeared on
My friends galore
Reminds me of
Jealous people around
Who turn green
With envy and spite
At causes small and petite!
Trembling and shaking
With throbbing hearts
Yellow they turn
With anxiety and fright
When their deceit
Unethical practice
Ulterior motives
To gain
Unearned rewards
Comes to light!
Can the colours
Red, green and yellow
Cover even on Holi
The colour black
That has hardened
Heart and soul
Of such spineless mob!
Dear Mam,
Good to see you back. Hope all is fine. Was missing your wonderful penning of words for the last three months (the last one Dec 13 to Jan13 was only a gist of the happenings in life). I am sure you have come out of the troubles (if there were any) smiling as ever with complete faith in the almighty.
The poems are excellent. You really do have a way with words and they tell me that the past few months have been a lot of turmoil and the negative energys created with all the wrongs (actions and humans) happening around you.
Take care Mam.
Regards
Naveen (pass out 1992-Elect)
Comment by Naveen Devkaran — March 12, 2009 @ 5:03 am |