Pointing fingers- a hobby to him
Criticisms came spontaneously
Ideologies seemed to have been born with him
His movements,styles,expressions
suited them ideologies -
like a glove
Soon the milk of power
was offered to him
which he drank........ And changed
and how he changed!
Amnesia overpowered him
And he purred contently
disowning the past....
closing his eyes to the world
Criticisms came spontaneously
Ideologies seemed to have been born with him
His movements,styles,expressions
suited them ideologies -
like a glove
Soon the milk of power
was offered to him
which he drank........ And changed
and how he changed!
Amnesia overpowered him
And he purred contently
disowning the past....
closing his eyes to the world
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Beautiful poem Sir, loved reading it - I am amazed to know the poem was written even before I was born.
ReplyDeleteThanks to you both Shashikant & Abhra for the nice words. Isn't it interesting to note that human nature is the same over the years.
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