Poem By Sudarkodi Nagarethinam
He paves the way, man commands it.
He decides the destiny, man conquers it
He creates…He destroys, men exist…men reside.
This strange rule, at the start, he frames and we all abide.
The dark and cozy cottage for us to hibernate
World so small, voluminous solitude.
Relatives await your arrival eagerly,
while you practice the lessons of being lonely.
I was one of those God’s favorites,
who never had to pass those stringent tests.
Cottage was dark and cozy, but no lessons of loneliness.
I fought for space, but soothing was her presence.
I knew my first kin.
We struggled to get out just to see each other.
Oh so lovely, we saw our mother.