Treasure Island

Geetha Jayakumar

(Kerala Palakkad)

Empty The Load


Don't touch the things
On truck

Why?

We are the only authorised
Ones
To empty the load.

I can choose who
Should unload my truck.

Nope, you cannot
As long as we are here.

Ok.fine.
We will ourselves
Un Load the truck

No you cant
Its our area we will decide.

I have just shifted
To this new place
And these are my household
Things and along
With me are my relatives and friends.

Now, the time has
Come
Made me feel
I cannot do anything on my own...
My things
My people
My place
I cannot decide
Really pathetic.....

Submitted: Friday, September 13, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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This poem can be taken in different meanings so I didn't comment on it..
Valuable comment by Valsa given in this section is also the reason for the poem, I penned down...

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  • Tribhawan Kaul (9/15/2013 12:25:00 AM)

    Poem seems to say much more than meets the eye. I relate this to number of Godmen mushrooming everywhere who take upon themselves to take away all the supposed sins of their gullible followers leaving no choice for one to find other alternatives. A nice thoughtful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (9/14/2013 11:14:00 AM)

    The organized head load workers are becoming a menace sometimes! In railway stations, these so called porters will snatch away our luggage though it may be very light which we ourselves can easily handle. Later they will charge you like anything and we will have to pay through the nose. A menacing social problem is beautifully brought out! Thank you Geetha! (Report) Reply

  • Kee Thampi (9/14/2013 1:32:00 AM)

    the poetess really touch the real effects of life
    the socieWe are the only authorised
    Ones
    To empty the load.
    ty... (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (9/13/2013 9:29:00 PM)

    Jaya a little confusion truck symbolised what I hope head and the things thought, these lines / Now, the time has Come Made me feel I cannot do anything on my own...My things My people My place I cannot decide Really pathetic..... please let me know if wrong thank nice poem thank you (Report) Reply

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