-K Radhakumar
Man
A social animal!
Man
All alone he cannot live
In the world.
The eternal truth –
There is more to it
Than meets the eye.
An unforced intimacy
Connects us – you and I
Like the umbilical cord
Connecting the baby to its mother.
Why oh why
Does the baby cry
After its birth?
The umbilical cord is cut
Just after its birth,
The baby cries and cries
And it seems tragedy strikes the baby
After the physical separation from its mother.
What a lovely voice!
I always think of the baby’s first cry
As the herald of human tragedy.
I have a happy home life;
It’s a real home
With a lovely wife and children.
My wife and I
We play dice to avoid
The tendency to nap in the afternoon
During the month-long lockdown
In response to the pandemic
Caused by coronavirus
The craze of the world today.
We sometimes play a game of cards
Or even snakes and ladders
Reliving our childhood days.
But this is not all.
Loneliness sinks in
And a star appears on the horizon
Reminding one of her earlier incarnation
As a flower on earth.
I cannot imagine myself
Without a circle of friends
And a busy social life.
Apart from my family home
I also have a home.
Why not go and get some fresh air
Why not say cheers and lift up your glass
With some friends in a pub
And return home as fresh as a rose?
Lockdown quarantine social distancing
The golden chance of a lifetime!
A window on the world
And human relationship all over again!
I remember the death of my parents and friends
Long consigned to oblivion.
Came they in my dream last night,
Believe me.
We had a long chat
And they behaved as if nothing had happened.
In my waking hours
I am drunk with the joy of images
Resonant with the fulfillment of desires
Crucified long, long ago.