Sunday 19 July 2015

INDIA POETRY: MRIDULA MENON'S PAGE: 1


HAVE A HEART.
One and all , she met in life
Beseeched her , have a heart .
And, she, her heart , soft and supple
Listened, responded, reciprocated
Their worries, anxieties, apprehensions
Her own she made
Ever soothing , ever appeasing .
She rejoiced too in their achievements
Becoming thus an integral part of their lives.
Her heart, tired and wearied
Burdened beyond endurance
Left her in a desperate bid
To make her realise its predicament
To make some sense to be dinned into her.
She, alone, forlorn,neither a helping hand
Nor a listening ear , nor a kind heart
Realised her folly...wisdom dawned.
To have a heart soft and compassionate
Without the discerning mind for support
In a world harsh and selfish
Is for ever a bane and a folly.
Love your own self , make your own self
Happy and relaxed
And wait for happiness to flood you.
mridula menon..20.07.2015.