A Diary Entry Poem by Syed Ahmed Shah

Time carried in its womb the promise of a perfect day
Till I overheard the soliloquy of the surgeon's scalpel.

The day began with the hangover of the nightmare that
Robbed me of my daily quota of bliss;
Regular black dots on a straight white line disappearing at a distance
I cannot measure.

The paper bomb came riding a bicycle
Followed by the two liters of pristine nectar
Delivered unashamed beyond the regular dose of toxin,
If I have survived so long, I will survive this one too
Sharma, the smiling assassin might have thought
While concocting his fatal brew.

The ubiquitous head ache did not disappoint
It came as the dowry along with the cat that sports a legend
On its T-Shirt ‘Save the Mouse',
Such a saintly soul deserves our true respect.

Twelve atoms of carbon, twenty two of hydrogen and eleven oxygen
A forty-five member group of terrorist spoils my morning cup of tea.
Vicious villains, may you burn in hell along with the endocrinologist.

Should I continue with this melancholy strain to ruin your day?
But I can see you are laughing….