AGONY
(April-20)
“Renounce all and do follow me”
All disregarded with much glee
Sighs in a nook a forlorn tree
Even the Giant broke his lofty wall to let the children in
The Child in that Elysium did soak all that was mean
Blessed was the Giant pure in heart getting rid of sin
Who Art the Fishers of men?
Whispering in sun and rain
Leave mammon and once be sane
There’s a mad gold-rush
Films, songs pens and brush
The world’s full of mush
Someone…is in pain
“I thirst” whose eyes rain?
Is….all….forgotten?
Posted for Kerry’s prompt A Mini Challenge For Easter Sunday @ Real Toads
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Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
The world’s full of mush
ReplyDeleteNice expression and very apt in the present context of world situation. Wonderful write Sumana!
Hank
a lovely easter poem...
ReplyDeletea mad gold rush, this is the time we live in i am afraid...and the giant and what he gave nearly forgot....smiles.
" Who Art the Fishers of men?" - had to read this question over and over... interesting.
ReplyDeleteI'm thrilled to see that you have tried out the cross form. Each stanza has something unique to offer. Your final question certainly hits home.
ReplyDeleteThe Churches are all packed today...so someone is remembering!
ReplyDeleteit does not take one Sunday in the many Sundays of the year being born of heart. Sunday like all other time frames are man made so the celebration of what is right amongst men should not be condensed to one small periond of time but should be throughout and ideally at all times
ReplyDeleteHopefully not and we all remember His pain & glory ~ Lovely work on the cross shaped poem ~
ReplyDeleteExcellent work and imagery!
ReplyDeleteHAPPY EASTER
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Oh, yes, the world of mush. Sadly, that's where we reside now.
ReplyDelete"I thirst" - words to ponder in the heart. Beautiful, Sumana. I did have trouble with my old eyes reading the small font, but I persevered!
ReplyDeletei love the use of capitalization in this poem! great contemplative work.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully worded poem Sumana,
ReplyDeleteMush. It has so much meaning.
ReplyDeleteThere’s a mad gold-rush Films, songs pens and brush The world’s full of mush....Profound...
ReplyDeletei loved the shape of the poem (a cross), very appropriate for the occasion. a profound piece of work. :)
ReplyDeletewonderful piece...
ReplyDeleteZQ
Nice lines ..as usual.. :-)
ReplyDeleteSumana, I really like the message of this Easter poem. I do think we all thirst, and only one thing can really quench it.
ReplyDeleteMovies, songs, written word - some are mush, others wonderful. We must train our hearts and mind to see the difference. Nice cross shape.
ReplyDelete" Who Art the Fishers of men?
ReplyDeleteWhispering in sun and rain
Leave mammon and once be sane"
Love this and excellent shape given the day. Well done!