The Cherub In Inverted Spectacles Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

The portly gentleman looked at himself
In the bathroom mirror and smirked.
In the shrill voice of his childhood
He made some really funny noises
Which luckily merged in cistern sounds.
He tried to think simple like child
He will go out and pick some berries-
Bleeding berries from the red mountain
But mother says Banti it is sleep-time
Will you now lie on your back and sleep
How can one lie on one's back and sleep?
It is fun to wear spectacles upside down
The world looks so much different.
Not for me the complicated transactions
These grown-ups are terrible bores.
I will now dig deep in uncle's backyard
I will find several nuggets of gold there;
These teachers are sometimes stupid
They ask funny questions in their class.
The big gentleman looked at his paunch
This time the child is not coming back
Everything is once again complicated
The cherub in spectacles vanished
In the mists of time, not to come back.