The dew hadn’t evaporated yet.
My hands fiddled with the faucet.
There I was in the loo,
seated on the closet.
With the cleansing of bowels,
myriad thoughts visited my mind.
In the loneliness of the loo,
my real face started to unwind.
I pushed from atop a building,
a neighbour who I hated.
I kicked and punched a colleague
for he, and not I, was promoted.
I unleashed my animal instincts
on a girl, for whom I lusted.
All this of course in my thoughts,
while my kingdom in virtual reality lasted.
As I wrapped myself in clothing,
to conform to the worldly decency,
I also draped myself in the
invisible facade of hypocrisy.
Sometime during the day, I met all the three.
Customary pleasantries were exchanged with me.
Thank God! They didn’t know,
what menial emotions they stirred in me.
Most people would cringe with revulsion
at the mere mention of the word "closet".
But they forget that this is one seat
that brings out a man's most intriguing facet.
The purity of his thoughts in loneliness
is the real measure of a man's true character.
For without a good thought behind a good deed,
he merely remains a good, but hollow actor.
8 comments:
I can relate to that really well!
challenging words in the first paragraph!!!!
but you have some very beautiful lines in the poem
you must be proud of your writing!
Karen
Hey,
This was really nice .. I really loved it! .. and specially how your very honest thoughts are presented in an acceptable language !- Else - people would "cringe with revulsion" - to read something like this - without the draping of a poetical thought.
You get it, right?
Anil
Another masterpiece from a mastermind.
Vivek
The Purity in Deep Shit !!....... Man this is fantabulous....
I agree to your thoughts..... if wanna judge a man, catch him Shitting !!
And I would emphasize for that period of day as you also have done because that is where the best Loneliness Thoughts a man can get...
Applause....
Abhijity
Anyways, its not at all unexpected for me, as you told me once that you get most of ur ideas there :))
good one....I am making up a good collection; we can publish it sometime. what say?? ;)
but The Sour grapes still remains my favourite. It has a twist..
Nipa
Could guess that it was about “loo” u r gonna right.. n again good thinking..
Last para sahee hai..
Alaap
Good Name (The Purity of Lonliness), but to be frank I didn't like the location in the poem. May be I did not get it correct.
Nitin
This poem does seem to be a bit of an amateurish piece of writing when compared to your other poems.
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