M.D Dinesh Nair (Thrissur/Vijayawada)
INDIAN DIWALI 2013..
India is yet again at it
Making a people go mad with joys
-the joys of piercing lights, furious sounds
And a few revived smiles on the faces
As their Diwali comes.
The Good wins over the evil
As the myths have said it in the tales
Told to the masses of the darker continent.
Diwali smiles, nay grins at us
-And it is a time to recoil.
Agreed, a million crackers colourfully burst in an hour,
And a billion diyas burn in a night,
But a million canines shiver in hide outs
And a billion winged friends fly unto scares.
-We call it Diwali.
Agreed, a million mouths laugh aloud
A billion hearts gleam with joy within
But a million foetuses tremble ahead of their times
And a trillion rodents flee to nowhere.
-We Indians celebrate a Diwali.
Sitting 'nowhere' in the skies
`Good`declares war with`evil`omnipresent!
Though no swords are drawn and no war cries are heard,
The battle fields are flooded with blood.
-It has been shed by mortals telling no tales.
A people and their myths are here
Heaping their hopes on the next incarnation
The Lord of Preservation has exhausted all his incarnations
All before these times all in a hurry.
-The new demons get ready to wage new wars with humanity!
Indian Diwali 2013 comes and goes
With a few faces looking blushed and red
We the Indians smile at our human brethren
And look down upon the lesser co-brethren
Who have to fend themselves or perish before us.
In the piles of devastation
We may stumble upon the fossils of `good`
And the corpses of our deities or fiery demons
But who will tell the old tales
When the anecdotes of newer times resound in our ears?
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Poet's Notes about The Poem
The celebration which began centuries ago with the burning of lambs[in the diyas floated on the running waters] has now acquired the dimension of sounds and fury with high decimal crackers being burst for almost four days. The act causes a lot of sound pollution and environmental pollution.
During and after the DIWALI festival of sounds and lights thousands of heart patients are put to immense torture, millions of canines [ both pets at homes and the strays] are made to shiver and flee [ some of them die in road accidents], many birds and rodents are rendered lifeless and innumerable living beings underground perish for ever.
When man hijacks the earth for himself at times and turns insensitive to the life concerns of the other living beings.
Like during the DIWALI in India, if others do celebrate with crackers and fireworks wherever on the globe it may be, it is time to remind themselves of the great WRONG done.