She is on her way to Earth
From somewhere far far away
For reasons unknown her arrival
Makes Kolkatans happy & gay
There is bitterness,greed,hatred
Soiling the shiny dresses flaunted
"What man has made of Man"
As she traverses the galaxies
The lion yawns half asleep
Floating through the eons of Time
"There are more vicious lions
at the place where I am going.
But they wear human masks"
She has to surrender to big brothers
Commoners roll like ninepins
Rolling like unwanted garbage
Branded clothes & handed clothes
Old repaired sandals & spic new ones
A city of extreme disparities
Would you like to write a thesis ?
Like waves on a crowded seashore
She strikes with froth and foam
We'll cool our heels in the water
Soon she'll return to Eternal Master
Let's welcome Her like a long awaited guest
With chants , drums, bells, smoke, et al
She is one of our family after all
I Wish
I knew something great was coming to take on the wicked and lying, miscreant abhorrent apostles of evil. I wish. (Hi Bish, you give us hope). :D
The poem was on Goddess Durga
She has now returned to her heavenly abode. She'll visit again next year. We Kolkatans feasted on her blessings. She has enough & to spare.
©bishu