The Tangible Paradise
I hate Thee
He let me into a dark midnight,
Like a solitary bee
With not even a spark of light
No way to roam,
No way to play
Nobody in that home
I was like idle clay.
Unable to open my eyes,
Unable to stand erect
And I was not yet wise
To judge what is correct.
But he gave me diet,
And a pond to swim.
He advised me to be quiet
And left me out on a limb.
Nobody to make a grin
Nobody to mingle.
Without out doing a sin
Why should I be single?
Let me out Fool!
Let me see this world.
Unable to swim in this pool
Understand I want to be thrilled.
Finally one day I was out
Of the dark prison
Like a fresh young pout,
Resembling a newfangled bud arisen.
At present my life dwell
in the middle of guileful souls
And I am there like a used up lapel
As people hearts are pricked by cunning hole
Now I am provided with amenities
And friends to relish
But they only left Obscenities
And sufferings to embellish
Finally, now I realize
Place which I referred as tomb
Is an exquisite paradise
And that is nothing but my mom's womb!!!
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