Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Sadism

When the parrot
Was about to fly,
The feathers were broken
By a sadist.

When the peacock
Was about to dance,
The legs were injured
By an evildoer.

When the nightingale
Was humming rhythmically,
The melody was interrupted
By a maniac.

When the sculptor
Was carving a statue,
The figure was ruined
By a vandal.

M Rezvie Omerdeen,
Harrison Joness' Road
Matale
Sri Lanka
Tuesday 7th May 2013
 





1 comment:

  1. When I read your poem
    The power grid gone dad
    vandalism by CEB

    Nice poem
    Rizvi

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