Cannot change
His gene and genetics,
A fanatic’s son
Will be a fanatic
Fanatical,
A conservative’s son
A conservative,
He will never change
Nor can can you
However try you to change him
A fanatic will remain a fanatic
Fanatical
Unto the end
As he can never be a liberal,
A humanist.
Oh, love is not love today,What a lover is he!
The myths of love and bondingAnd sympathy,Filial loveWhich a daughter feels for his father,Which a father feels for his daughter.
As was on the cricket pitchesSo is he in politics.
A Tamilian poetWith Dravidic identityWriting in English.
Spread overA landscape wild,High and lowWith the waters greenAnd the skies blueShaded against the hillsWith the vegetationTangling with creepers,Leaves fallen and rotting,Bushes and shrubsIn a dormant slumberAnd awakingWith the birds and insects,Serpents and jackalsAnd the huts of the tribals,All primitive and pristine,Full of greenery and vegetationRunning amok and wildly.
White flowing beardsNot of TagoreRefreshing the memories ofKadambari Devi,But those of a surrealAnd surrealism.A lean and thin personality,Old and ageingWith the white flowing beardsThose matching with Tagore,But not a Tagore,But Arvind, Arvind Krishna Mehrotra,Going surreal,Bearded for poetry.
