Here, in corner
Encircles a cornered cat.
Tighter and tighter
Gasping for air
Tighter and tighter
Cat loses strength to breathe.
A large mouth with
Sharp teeth swallows
The dead cat.
As the cat travels to
The snake’s belly.
Snake rests on the ground
And it snores heavily.
A trembled startled man
A big baton.
Slashing multitude of heavy blows
Onto the snake’s head.
Cobra vomits out
A huge wet furry creature.
That creature is
The dead cat’s fur
Its fur is wet with
The snake’s saliva.
Cobra is breathless on the floor.
Inspiration On: Tuesday, 5 February 2013
Inspiration On: Friday, 8 February 2013 at 1:25pm
During my family’s stay in my uncle’s landed house, a middle-size snake entered the kitchen. Nobody believed my mother to see a snake except me. Before I went downstairs, I swiftly called the police. Indeed, a brown scale snake was hiding behind boxes. My sister gave a baton to hit it in case it left the kitchen door. My legs turned to stone. Thank God the snake hid under the fridge. The police arrived and shook their head in disbelief when they couldn’t see it under the fridge. And they suggested to us to wait until the next day. Unwilling to let the police go and for everyone’s safety, I mustered up my courage to pull the fridge though not enough strength. My mother joined me. There was the snake. The police were shocked and captured it.
Next day, I shared it with my colleagues. None of them had such encounter except the boss’ son whose landed house was entered by snake three times. The above inspiration flowed out as I relate of one his encounter with mine.
Hiding under chairs
Hiding under tables
Hiding under the television rack
Hiding under his cot
Hiding under the dressing table
Hiding behind the doors
Hiding at the corner
Hiding in the wardrobe
Hiding his head into the blanket
Hiding behind the curtains
Hiding and hiding
Inspiration On: Sunday, 23 December 2012 at 12:08am
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 24 December 2012 at 4:32pm
Whenever and wherever he sees a hole, he loves to enter and hide in it.
Deep buried feelings were kept somewhere.
Painful memories were left unidentified for ten years.
Not ten years, more than that.
Unknowingly, it was planted since young.
It was sowed seed by seed.
Motivation of study is from external source.
Motivation of study only comes from mother.
No inner motivation to do so.
No sense of purpose in life.
No compass to guide me.
Only my parents are my compass.
We followed mother to her chosen destination to give us good future.
We lived in an uncle’s house due to lack of finance.
With my own eyes, I saw my mother being bullied.
I wish to stand strong, but I’m weak.
I’m standing at the corner.
I feel lost.
Angry with my self!
Why am I so slow?
Why am I a weakling?
Leave me alone.
I just wish to be quiet.
A slight headache.
Someone came to my rescue.
It is like a Light enters my heart.
There is a sense of purpose.
I need to stand strong.
But in the Light I can.
A door is closed.
But He opens a window.
A window opens my mind to marriage.
With just a few words through written message,
My past deep feelings were dug out.
No, I think I found out now.
Now I found out what it is.
Found out the root cause to fear of marriage.
It is the very seed that takes root in my heart since young.
It shaped my thinking.
It also shaped my heart.
Expressed on: Friday, 07 November 2008.