Poisonous Elixir

a poem by Ashwin Kumar

With the burden of waking up the cocks and hen!
Starts his day with nothing more to pen!!
Four unmarried siblings and their torn dress
And their ugly countenance and hanging tress
Are not the only sights that prevent
This poor man’s eternal nap!
All he does is sob and lament
For his past life which he prefers to zap!
Haunting memories of the dead wife;
The threatening realities of dear life;
Gratefulness of his own foes!!
And the dark side of the elixir dose!
Harsh truths that defied him,
See him today thin and slim!
And his very duty that saved him,
Agonizes his state in a light that’s dim!

Good old days were there,
When people were ready to swear
That this man was their savior
Who never tolerated cheap behavior!
But now he stands alone- Wishing
His Country never will produce any such Clone!
For all you know, dear wonderer,
He was not really a murderer!!!

His wife would love to watch that diamond ring
On his digit, dance like an emperor full of zing
And he would die to see the gold
Tangling over his wife’s body, now sold!!
Four cute little proofs-
For the happiness that rested under their roofs!!!
If at all a life were to be heaven-it seemed
That was the place for the Gods even!

The entire Army cherished his presence,
And adored him for his charismatic luminescence!
Even older parents went on penance
To beget such a son- hoped the poor nuns!!!
After him did every man wonder
Whether ever could there be another such commander!
The country’s trust was with him
For she knew then her future will never be dim!
Worthy he was for all that trust
The only such guy on this entire crust!
Nothing went wrong in his entire premises
Till the day, when began the nemesis!!

Selling and buying was never so new,
Until the day he was asked to give
His country’s secrets and some cheap clue!
Negation would mean cessation to live!!
A drop of poison in a stream of blood?
Royal and righteous from the first flood!
Undisturbed was he and truthful he stood
Setting great examples, as he should!
Terror was he for those who erred
And laid the trap for ‘those’ preferred!

The opponents devoid of any interest
In this man of sheer bloody truth!
Took his wife for a look of lust,
And treated his clones like a pile of dust!
His wife was new for this sudden shock
And her breath very soon did block!
Tiny tots bathed in acid!
Could never anymore remain placid!!
Their faces that portrayed God’s dream
Were all down now in the garbage stream!

Even carrots weren’t chopped like his toes
And an eye was pricked by dear old foes!
A deep cut near his nose
Took away from him his adorable pose!
With a leg and an arm banished with pain,
The dear old hero’s valor in vain,
And with a heart that saw never any stain,
He remained the same even in his vein!
Useless he proved for a job in army
Owing to the incident that’ll live in infamy.

For a man who knew nothing bad,
With truth in his heart, well clad,
Such a fate is really very sad
And drives his followers complexly mad!

Never he was short of any money,
All thanks to the grateful army!
But dear little wife and charming tots,
All gone now like the cracked pots!!
With old age and four eternal maidens,
He leads his life with sorrows laden!
All because he was very good
And will be, till he finds his wood!!!
He’ll live there very much amidst
Haunting memories of the dead wife
The threatening realities of dear life
Gratefulness of his own foes!!
And the dark side of the elixir dose!