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An Anguished Father

By Ashok Suri

King Lear by Joshua Reynolds: Wiki
 
 
 

 An Anguished Father
  
  
 Happy he was 
 To be the rock,
 Out of which flowed  
 Streams of their delight.
  
 Now that age is no more on his side,
 At home, he is lavishly criticized.
 His jokes are no longer funny, 
 His talks are considered silly and despised.
  
 Slowly, he returns home,
 With his head bent down
 Pondering his own plight --
  
 No wonder,
 With thankless kids around,
 He feels eternally exiled.
  
 Perhaps what The Bard* said was right:
 “How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is
 To have a thankless child!” 

*The Bard: William Shakespeare. The quoted lines are from King Lear

Mr. Ashok Suri retired from Revenue Service, and is settled with his family in Mumbai. He loves to read and sometimes write. He tries to convey in simple words what he wants to say.

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Lament of Jatayu

By Ashok Suri

One of mythological scenes carved on the pillars of Sun Temple at Modhera. appears to be Sita abduction scene from Ramayana. Notice Pushpak viman and Jatayu the bird. Photo courtesy: Wiki

Lament of Jatayu*

I heard some cries,

And woke up rubbing my eyes.

I looked up and saw —

My breath suspended in awe —

A giant chariot

Running through the moon-lit clouds,

Like a frightened snake hastening through crowds.

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I rushed up,

My eyes following the magical chariot.

I was surprised to see

The mighty Ravana*, sweating with anxiety,

Speeding away with grief-stricken Janki *.

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His eyes were tinged with fear,

His face withered as I drew near.

He mocked me as old and weak,

Struck me on the beak.

I swooped down on his head,

Had him almost wrapped up

In my fierce fluttering wings,

With my claws cutting into his limbs.

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His golden crown

Tilted and fell down.

Like a wounded lion he roared,

Chopped off my wings with his sword.

He sped away into the southern skies,

And I could do nothing

But only hear her fading cries,

With tears welling up in my eyes.

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Wounded, defeated, in despair,

Unable to hold myself in air,

I fell down with a thud,

Like a huge heap of blood.

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Dear Rama*, how I wish

I had saved her from that monster!

To stand mute before such cruelty,

Is against my nature.

I would have done my all,

Even if she were a stranger.

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O Lord! Let the cord of life snap,

As I lie with my head in your lap.

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Jatayu*: In the Hindu epic Ramayana, Jatayu is an eagle-like divine bird.

Janki*: Also known as Sita, wife of Ram, the Hindu deity in epic ‘Ramayana’.

Rama*: the major deity of Hinduism, the central figure in epic ‘Ramayana’

Ravana*: the demon-king of Lanka.

Mr. Ashok Suri retired from the Revenue Service in 2014 and is settled with his family in Mumbai. He loves to read and write. He tries to convey in simple words what he wants to say.

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Beyond Words

By Ashok Suri


Words spoken are sweet,

Those unspoken may be sweeter.

My lips often fumble

With thoughts that run deeper.

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O, beauties of the Earth,

Mysteries of the universe,

Whose hands are at work!

How I will express?

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How will I describe

Tears of joy flowing from the champion’s eyes,

Hunger of the hapless child,

Whose mother pats his back when he cries?
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There are depths,

Where words cannot peep.

A soft touch, a tender look

Can make even a stone weep!
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Mr. Ashok Suri did MA (English) from Kurukshetra University in Haryana. He retired from Revenue Service in Mumbai in 2014. He has a passion for reading and is particularly interested in reading biographies and poetry. He loves to write also, but he is not a published writer.

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PLEASE NOTE: ARTICLES CAN ONLY BE REPRODUCED IN OTHER SITES WITH DUE ACKNOWLEDGEMENT TO BORDERLESS JOURNAL.