FEAR

Stone I threw in the crystal pool
Fright netted my mind.
Circling waves encircled me,
Cold licked my feet -Death I can see.
Drowning deep and raising weep,
Bubbling breath struggled from deep
For a touch of life get a catch on weed.
Dream much about life , to tune my flute I need
I can hear ,I can see but totally helpless.
I can see the depth of life but hopeless
Pleasure and pride measured me.
Can't I see the soul of thee,
My heart is coming out and eyes-
Going in , where I feel my bowel ice.
Who is calling me ? not my conscience;
But my total life of nonsense,
Which taught me what is righteous
And I want to fight against unrighteous.
I sneered myself ,
And tried to hide in a shell.
Who can brake the shell with a pull,
Where I can see shells full.

RAJAN KOOVERI.