Shock!!!

Shock!!!

Lush green, beautiful and serene

Is the island in the middle of the sea

It is a marvel of nature built by god

Just waiting to be enjoyed only by me

Lush green, beautiful and serene

Is the island in the middle of the sea

It belongs to me and no one knows

And its my duty to protect it you see

Oh, I just wished it too loudly,

Somebody above must’ve heard it now

But I want to be there so badly

Maybe my lottery ticket gets me there somehow

I was on the balcony of my hotel room

When I heard someone’s wish tonight

What good is my island if no one enjoys it?

I must help this guy come out of his plight!

I wake up next day to a fresh morning,

The lottery result was out too

I again screamed loud enough

“Hey island, I am coming to you”

What better present can I give to this guy

Than giving him what he wants most

As an additional prize on my birthday

I gift him a month to enjoy on the coast

The sand and the sea and the open sky

The flock of birds flying across the setting sun

Nothing to worry about and nothing to care

Throwing my beer can I say, “I AM THE ONE!!!”

The sand and the sea and the open sky

The flock of birds flying across the rising sun

This fellow throws garbage and spoils my land

What makes him think he is THE RIGHTFUL ONE???

Life on this island has been like royal

And no doubt it has been my best week

I speak aloud all and all I want is there

But cleaning up my mess is not what I seek

He just speaks aloud whatever he wishes

And gets what he wants, that I make sure

But what nature built in years, he spoilt in a week

If he doesn’t improve he’ll pay, that’s for sure

It was damn cold today man

Nature seems to be playing games

But I can fight with nature’s unfairness

I shall set some trees to flames

Today I was outraged by his insanity

A bonfire of my trees was made by him

The way he is slowly destroying my island

Slow death is what I declare for him

Oh, I don’t know what kept me asleep

I wake up for the first time watching sunset

No!!! Where are my toes???

A letter says, “That what the crows today ate…”

So, I had drugged his food yesterday

I feel like the protector of this island

A few less grams of his unwanted feet

would now would touch my land

Come out you swine, face me if you can

This is not the way, you deal you coward!!!

I still have my hands you bugger

I’ll show you what I am till you come forward….

Hey, this guy is yelling out now

Why scream your heart our loud, son?

Cant you imagine how the trees would’ve

shouted when you burnt them for fun?

Again I am feeling groggy while waking up

Oh damn, damn, damn… Jeez!!!

Two fingers from each of my hand are missing

Someone please save me, Please!!!

This guy is so foolish, just shouts

And then eats what I give him

Poor fellow, for his stupidity this time

I plan to serve him his own fingers fried

I try to run out of the house,

Shit… someone has locked all doors

I just see a menu card lying on the table

“Fingers Fried” is the only item it shows…

Time has come for me to cast my final blow

He cannot run now and he cannot leave

I have closed all the doors of the house

The plan for his death is for me to weave

I grab the glass on the table for water

I turn the knob and the glass is filled

Without looking I take a sip and … eeks!!!

Someone’s blood has been served to me chilled

I know the psychological effect of fear

For people call me a psychopath

But why don’t these people realise one thing

It is you who’ve chosen to face my wrath

I run to the loo to wash my face

“You drank your own blood sunny”

I glance at the mirror and see my face

“You can free yourself, aint it funny???”

I never wanted to kill this guy myself

Killing himself was what fate had inked

that’s what would help mankind

else nature would make man extinct

I felt someone was laughing at me,

As I was looking at the rope circling

the image of my face in the mirror,

I could only free myself by hanging

I couldn’t help laughing when I

imagine what his state would have been

He had just seen sipped his own blood

How he takes his own blood remains to be seen

How I hung myself and I how long I hung

I simply don’t know, and I don’t care

Was this the way I should’ve been made to realise

Do anything, but with nature, I shouldn’t dare…

This was probably not the right thing to do

But atleast for once I felt almighty

Animals like man spoil their own land

I hope from now on, man really does his duty

I wrote this poem for a few reasons:

1. Poems on this topic are rare.
2. All poem styles are same, a single flow… I felt it needed some new approach. Hence this simultaneous parallel style.
3. Even crimes can be made to sound beautiful. People usually don’t try it because of the inherent bias in thinking.

I am not in favour of any such harsh behaviour as in this poem. So don’t hang me for that!!! :-)

~Som (written in the first week of december 2004, but reactions to this were so harsh that it made me discontinue expressing my imaginations in poetry)