Many Thanks

a poem by Tiyagi

Just the other day, I got thrown out;
Out from a joint family I trusted in love;
Out in the metro wilderness with wife and child
I meandered in and out of faceless colonies
Locating a house secure and warm.
Many soulless sharks desired high yields,
Many landed gentry heartlessly turned away.
Walking on pavements envying buzzing cars zip around,
I cursed human relationships so fragile and selfish;
Sunrise to sunset I searched for shelter,
But nothing came my way fit for a honest soul.

Sheltered for a moment under a benign tree,
I paused to wonder relationships
That turn sour, bitter and cruel on silly ego trips.
What mortal man is this that wounds to rejoice,
What civilization is this that towers on money
Killing the soul.
With choked arteries and tired limbs
I wandered aimlessly quenching the bitter heart
Turbulently surging inside on imposed tyrannies.

But then, my god, you touched me.
A silken whisper, a loving hand and a moving spirit;
The divine spirit that makes stars twinkle
And moves the earth around the sun in tireless love.
Oh god, you led me on step by step
Till the sun shone and roses blossomed once again.
For all that you had done, oh god,
With a bounden heart and a repentant soul
I can only offer you my tears
As a gentle offering on your majestic feet.