Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Painfully, for you to enjoy


The end is near
Past year was fun
Well-fed with all good food
A goat can only dream of

The end has come
Chewing all the delicacies
Revelled in my master’s love
Never tried to find a reason

The end is now
Clear, everything has become
All the care and pampering
Was just to fatten and kill

This is the end
No amount of bleating
Will help; It’s time to die
Painfully, for you to enjoy.

7 comments:

Tarun Mitra November 17, 2010 at 11:14 AM  

nice line from the point of view of a goat

Bindhu Unny November 17, 2010 at 11:16 AM  

Wow, that was fast. Thanks, Tarun. Couldn't stand the bleating outside.

Arun Meethale Chirakkal November 17, 2010 at 1:32 PM  

"It’s time to die
Painfully, for you to enjoy."

It's this helplessness that makes it all the more intense.

the outsider November 18, 2010 at 9:42 PM  

hey frankly saying, this one is one hell of a poem that i read after so long.. just coming back to blogs world and it really felt great reading this one good one :-)

its time to die, painfully for you to enjoy, i like this, i really do !

SindhuBhairavi November 22, 2010 at 12:37 AM  

well written.. feel sorry for the goat :(

Bindhu Unny November 22, 2010 at 8:32 PM  

Arun, Shravan, SindhuBhairavi: Thanks.

ashok November 9, 2011 at 11:22 AM  

well written...cheers!

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