Protect You.

Copyright (c) Mohan Nair, 2016

Copyright (c) Mohan Nair, 2016

Maybe even the
Blanketing darkness strove to
Protect you from you.

Maybe even the
Flames that licked your palm wanted
To open you up.

But then you spited
The darkness with a light and
It rained like fire.

– Meera

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A Volatile World

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It’s a volatile world,
The very foundation sizzles.
Crackling like a witch’s brew,
Waiting to be stirred.
Rearing its bigoted head,
Surveying the great potential
For a divide & rule.
How easy it must seem,
To create a spark
And prod it so?
To lay waste, all differences?
It seethes and sputters
With a callousness so dire
That it reduces to dust
All else by a breath of fire.
It croons to sleep, a city
Of unsuspecting folks.
While the lava slithers down
And incinerates them all.
Many wars and many failures later,
What remains of this world?
Ignorance & arrogance to say the least.

– Meera