The Necklace Poem by mohanan viswambharan Nair

This  is a necklace, crafted
by the magician's mind.
Sometimes, it feels like an illusion.
Sometimes, it feels like a reality.
Magic often makes me wonder
Reality shows me it's design.
As love and power entwine
Someone grabs the necklace from me,
owns it for a long time,
throws it away useless,
Illusion makes  me feeble.
It  gives only long-lasting pain.
Reality makes me meaningful.
Being a spectator, I learn to wear it,
the necklace, this necklace of freedom.
Let its thread be strengthened.
Love, death, pain and stress
storm, flood, draught and fire,
comes and goes, I look upon them,
 like a spectator wearing the necklace
How cool I am there!
How nice this necklace is!
I started learning to love it,
 like a  selfless nice spectator
Even at my twilight age  
this necklace seems to me,
so beautiful!


Mohanan.V. Nair