The Tale Of Catastrophe Poem by M D Dinesh Nair
The Tale Of Catastrophe
The bud of a smile opens and looks up outward
To bloom on many a face often masked!
It`s the ill fate of the face of every man
That lies in the seed of a smile not explicit,
Often sowed on the dry land of indifference!
It`s the catastrophe one knows not.
A president living in a castle with a hundred chambers
Smiles and retreats into a slumber prone cave,
A prime minister sitting in a broken armchair
Speaks and profusely sweats
They both come back and smile for a while!
It`s the catastrophe one sees around.
Men clad in white, red and saffron
Bark at one another and go for punching one another
And later they all smile in solace at one another
And every eye sees it for a while.
It`s a season dying for another soon.
It`s the catastrophe one often misses to feel.
An army of delights and dismay marches in
And across the barricades of past and present it goes.
A herd of cattle is first led to some worn out grassland
Only to squeal from a slaughter house later.
The onset of a winter merciless is all around.
It`s the catastrophe one sees not.
A man and a dog walk together with a wolf following
And the man deserts the dog to tame the wolf.
The onlookers smile at both and clap for a while
And a season changes and we all hear next
The dog growling from near the corpse and the carcass!
It`s the catastrophe one knows not!
You bring out the realities of the society with a punch. There are many catastrophes indeed, thank you.
As NP sir has said, rather than the explicit imagery you have knitted, I liked the intended satire!
It is wonderfully knit satiric poem.I love its tone and form.
Beneath the facade, bitter truths lie! Behind each smiling face, there is an iceberg of dejection, sorrow and frustration- the tip of which alone at times shows itself up above the surface! ! An army of delights and dismay marches in And across the barricades of past and present it goes. A herd of cattle is first led to some worn out grassland Only to squeal from a slaughter house later. Very powerful lines.... To this, let me add four lines from one of my poems! Behind the profuse praises of men Lie the sneering taunts that wound Beneath the velvety paws remain The sharp piercing claws that cut. A terrific write, Dinesh!
The catastrophe in series has its enduring relevance. Very much delighted at the content, but wish the Dinesh style too had its go along with! I request your good self consider a second reading and a bit of adorning some of your verses, as Thomas Gray had on his Elegy. Truth still shines beyond all adornments in your verses. Cheers.
Yes the smiles behind the lies of corruption and deceit always a catastrophe looming as life unfolds it's dark secrets of hiding the truth which will judge our action's dismally! ! A brilliant write of exposing all the tears behind the smiles! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 2:46:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful write with a deep meaning in it....Yes well said the onlookers smile at both and clap for a while..It's the catastrophe one knows not... Loved reading it.. Sir, Please do read my funny poem Happy learning dear! and Labyrinth...