AN ITCH IN MY MIND

There's an itch in my mind

That's causing thought deflection

It's an itch of it's own kind

And it's beyond my perception...

Neither can I scratch,

Nor can I soothe,

It's irritating me,

It's off limits of my bearableness

And it's beyond my perception...

At times it tickles,

At times it pains,

At me it giggles,

As my 'scratchings' go in vain

What to do ! What to do !

I cannot stand it anymore

It's sensation is beyond description,

It's an itch of it's own kind

And it's beyond my perception...

Humble Earth and Selfish ME

I was simply nothing

When I came into this world

But whatever I am now

I owe to mother earth

A mother who gave me shelter

A mother who gave me food

A mother who nurtured me

A mother who gave me love…

 But never asked to pay back

She always welcomed me

With the same warm smile

She always granted my wishes

Without any query or wile

As she had been doing

For years and years…

But I, the selfish human

Betrayed her faith

I became selfish

Played a foul game on her,

And burgled all she had,

Leaving her on her own

Leaving her helpless

When it was my turn

My time to pay back

All the love she showered on me…

But I never felt guilt

And she never questioned…

But she still smiles the same way;

Her arms spread to welcome me

Barring my treacherous acts

Barring all the harm that I caused…

But now I realize,

How ruthless I was,

But now, it’s not only me,

As there are numerous me’s’

And they’re imitating me

The same treacherous acts

Harming her further

But she’s still smiling

I pleaded to her,

What can I do,

To repent the harm I did

To which she humbly replied,

“You realized your fault,

Now you need not repent, my son,

And I’ve forgiven you

For all the harm you’ve done…”