Giving It Back Poem by Smita Agarwal

Giving It Back



From you, I learnt how to break your heart.
You taught me every aspect of the art,
Each time you cracked open mine,
Like an egg-shell or a bone;
A short, sharp sound,
A focused force,
To let out pain …

Time and again you practised
On your sounding board,
Your captive audience, who slowly learnt
To master the grin of pain,
That grimace of ultimate enjoyment …

How does it feel now, old man?
When you're down and out
And past your prime,
To have your face
Ground in grime,
To be made aware of your crime?


Your student - using with finesse,
The monkeyshines you taught her
Half in jest, considering them
Not worth a pice -
Now minting a million 'likes'!

Her You Tube video's gone viral …

Monday, August 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: women empowerment
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Khairul Ahsan 25 August 2014

Feeling pity for the old man. Must have realized his mistake by now. How beautiful the world would be, without such mistakes! If only we cared to learn, and to teach! From the tone of the poem, I guess the old man is done and gone. A sweet revenge, it seems.

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