Thursday, April 03, 2014

The One who was to happen

One stormy night
behind prison bars
was born a no ordinary child
The one whose time had come


The innocent eyes
and dark complexion
He was no ordinary child
He was the one the world awaited



Raised as one amongst us
charming everyone with his antics
Fighting the demons and snakes with an equal ease
He was waiting to happen to the world


Stealing milk and butter 
and getting punished by mother
Flirting the village girls
Yet being the hero they all loved


Somewhere between a 
playful childhood 
and a master strategist
He became Supreme.
The One and Only.

The One who was to happen.


Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today's prompt was a poem on mythology based on a non-Greco-Roman myth. Honestly, I couldn't quite understand it and all I have read in mythology is Hindu mythology, that too with a greater interest only recently. So, I took up that only. 

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5 comments:

  1. Arrey waah!! This is very nice. :)

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  2. Lovely lovely poem on him Naina!

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  3. Good one Naina :) well written....

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