Treasure Island

SALINI NAIR

(kottayam)

When I Am Alone..


Not so furious, a coward
I can follow a fraudulent way
Yet it’s not the peril
Not the bewail
But the norms of life
I can break the rules
No blow gazes at me
My stupidity will be praised
Thousand may worship the hoodwink
May chant or worship the idol
But the peep to self will make fun of me
The thrift will curse me always
Why to loss the mighty in me
It’s worthier than the praise I get
If all believe in consciousness
A paradise may be the real product
A wake up from a terrible dream…

©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, April 23, 2014

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  • Tanya Gupta (3/26/2014 3:06:00 AM)

    very nice poem for yourself, truely inpiring and a peice of writing which tells we should always be ourselves loved your lines, keep writing... (Report) Reply

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