I am a zoo by myself
But, with a difference -
domestic and animals wild
reside side by side.
The buffalo in me
wallows with glee
in the cesspool of life -
stagnates and rots.
The fox vile
cheats with guile
all the while.
The hounds of desires
bound after
fleeing and fleeting
formal pleasures,
fame, fortune and
filthy lucre
The brutal tiger
kills even the good,
if it is food.
The weak and the tame
are here for its
mere hunting game
The cage of hatred
does not allow
the peace-loving dove
to spread out its
silken wings in the
serene sunny sky.
Yet,
From the withered shed
the tethered cow
still calls the calf
to come and drink the
milk of endless kindness.
P.S: This poem was awarded top prize in the in-house journal of my organization.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
HUMAN ZOO
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6 comments:
nice poem chittapa..am looking forward to more from you..will pass on the blog address to my friends here ..
uncle....awesome the poem is.....wow...ulti poetic .......:):):)
this is Divya Anandakrishnan
to cooldrizzles
cool comment thanks
awesome!!!
@divya..y being so formal!!?
A very nice poem appa:)It made me like a bee which sucks the honey like sweet poetry of yours:p:p
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