Thursday 3 December 2009

The Little Fish Swims

Away from its home, family and friends;
The little fish swims in the deep blue sea.
Away from the feared sharks and whales;
To unknown waters, longing to be set free.

Away from the menacing boats and nets;
The little fish swims in the hustling river.
Away from the filth and dirt of deposits ;
To more benign spirits and cleaner water.

The little fish enters a delectable stream;
Sustaining the foul, the ugly and the brute.
To an unadulterated, impregnable haven;
Since times immemorial, its dream pursuit.

As the little fish surfaces up quitely to pray;
A lone eagle nose dives to capture its prey.



Inspite of being a vegetarian and an animal lover, alas !!! I killed my little fish. I forgot to mention Somu s "Lone Eagle counts", which inspired this piece.

4 comments:

Richa Kedia Artist said...

Metaphorical!!

Rider on the storm said...

of course, most of the stuff i writer are.....including my fair lady....

The Pest-o-Chef said...

beautiful....

Rider on the storm said...

danke