Emotions circumscribed
The somber shadows of emotions,
Somber, they ne’er were.
When once breathed a maverick soul
In the kingdom of the enlightened poor
In his sunshine moments he basked,
Crude emotions unmasked…
Couched in a nook, when in trepidation
Leaned against the door, in eager anticipation
In seventh heaven, when his dreams bore
In deep recess, with misfortunes galore
Upright upon a bog, with a lame vanity,
In dark murky waters, with a crushed sanity
Adorned a coat of pun, his humorous attire,
A mouthful of sarcasm, his gun of satire
Like a pride of mighty lions,
His savage emotions roared aloud.
Alas! They belied him…
Like the soporific winter, by a cuckoo so proud!
A sly smile…
A brilliant dawn he envisions.
The splendid flight of a falcon
Free from the shackles of emotions.
His contours must he deceive
For him his territory to rule
Must see a half empty jar,
A jar half-full…
Like a wild stallion in reins,
His emotions begged liberty
But the con turned a deaf ear,
He knew ‘twas for prosperity.
Veiled he sauntered,
Upon his fecund soil
Glowed, as a candle in its burning best
A long long wick, not a drop of oil
He flaunted his dexterity.
To stand tall, to stand brave
All his cards fell in place
Ace, king, queen, and knave
Many a summer later,
His beloved lil’ throws,
“In the pool of radiance, had you dived?â€
Laughs aloud the grey head...
“Sweet o child, my emotions, I had circumscribed…â€
(*my first post would go in vain if i fail to dedicate it to someone..an intangible someone)
Last edited: 14-Jul-08 02:38 PM