Commandment Poem by Sathya Narayana

NOTES: Someone did some harm to us. When he comes across our blood curdles and we look at him with great contempt. But think once who is harmed more by this contempt; he or you?
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He didn't care
the way
I looked at him,
as usual.
Neither did I make
any effort to show,
nor could I conceal
the contempt
in my eyes.
He passed away
before my eyes;
with a little quizzical
and more amused
feeling in his glances.

After all that happened
between us, an year ago,
he never felt abashed
and didn't try to become
a hide and seek-playing fugitive
and nor did I confront him.


I sighed and looked away.

Again the same feeling...
I defiled one more
of my gazes
by filling it
with hatred!
Again I broke
my own commandment.