Fabiyas M V Poet Free verse

On the Pedestal of Hardships

A child keeps his poverty
beside a peacock feather
in his text-book.
He zips his pain
in a bag of silence.

Loneliness broods his thoughts,
when his youth sits drooping.
He creeps like a worm
among the books in a shelf
in search of his shelter.

Later, he marries a bucolic beauty,
who burns like a kerosene lamp
in his dark kitchen.
Noble births grow in scarcity
as the chaff burns.

Now Mr.Duridhan stands
as a broken statue
on the pedestal of hardships.
His remnants resist all
the droughts and the rains.





[First published in Literary The Hatchet by Pear Tree Press, US]

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