ANOUCHEKA SWEETY GANGABISSOON

ANOUCHEKA SWEETY GANGABISSOON

THE CHILD OF THE GODS

The Gods looked at me with a sarcastic smile

As I lamented over my fate

The Gods looked at me still, then, with gentleness,

They asked me

Are you not the one who chose to run?

Are you not the one to have, thoughtlessly

Forsaken the comfort

Of our abode,

Merely for the sake of love,

And the glory of it?

With Life have we chosen to gift you

Even if you sought our worse for yourself

Now,

To live it you shall have to

Even if, at times, you will swivel around melodies

And at others, you will have to try not to wake sleeping snakes

Whichever,

To live you shall have to

And to suffer in this life you shall have to!

Pray, I looked at the Gods' chuckling faces

And my allegiance to them grew in my heart

I know, that I remain, for them, a baby, their own,

One needing their care and comfort,

One being so cute with her tantrums

That I make them chuckle fondly at me!

Like a child, obedient and subservient,

I agree to their wish,

By kneeling in front of them and asking to be struck

With their rays of forgiveness

While I shall live the suffering imposed upon me!

EVERYTHING MOVES ON

Life moves on, it always does,

Just as a river, it never stays in one place

Going, wherever its course pushes it

Responding, even to the call of Earth,

By being dried up at times

And destructive at other times!

Amidst it all, I remain, a fickle particle of dust

Having been brought forth

By those subtle powers

That are so unconceivable, that they remain

Attribute-less and nameless!

Why, to fight life is not in my nature,

Mine remains to obey

And to love, as passionately

As would a maiden lost in a desert

And Love, being the oasis which will allow me to

Keep on obeying life!

Life moves on, it always does

And I, have no choice other than

Moving with its flow

Relaxing in its calmness at times

And bearing with its destructive force

At other times!

Life moves on, and so shall I

Why, the suffering of today shall turn

Someday into an artifact, remembered solely

For that part which it deemed to show,

That part which shall imbibe, in others, who suffer like me,

Some joy!

THE GRIEF OF THE GODS

Had it been somebody else asking me this, whispered the Gods,

I would have inflicted upon him curses that would have been cured

By the forthcoming spawns of his next generations!

But coming from you,

I must say,

Such leaves me baffled!

You have sworn to belong to me

You obey, you show allegiance to me

You abide, you harm not,

You respond and you react,

Still,

Coming from you, such a note was so disappointing!

Almost, as if, you take me for a liar,

Almost, as if, you see me as being a player

In a game where I solely wish to see the rest

Ending up with a loss of faith for me,

And for my grip upon them!

I understand about your suffering, I acknowledge of it

But please, bear with it

Bear with it as an adult would,

A mature, wise, calm and believing one,

Know that my ways are unexpected and mind boggling

Know that I can surprise anyone at any time

Know that I can stop time, turn days into nights

And allow the universe to stop living!

So, pray, light the lamp of love in your heart, and never

Ever ask me for such a thing again

Life remains tricky, of its essence have you understood

Its purpose remains my cause

Worry not about it,

Just trust me and I shall be happy!

ANOUCHEKA SWEETY GANGABISSOON