Abuse is Sweet, Too!

by Dr. Kumarendra Mallick

Decades back
on a lovely Friday morn
mother led us to visit
goddess Lakshmi;
when you, no less than a deity,
marched behind her,
giving me an opportunity
to close in and give you a new pinch

Turning back and with eyes red
you almost chewed the words,
'Have you lost your head,
no sense of time and place,
stupid, in mother's presence
don't be naughty!'

That dose was sweet,
more tender, less harsh,
your angry face
exuded delightful grace...

Years after
in the first drizzle of the monsoon,
when I pulled your tress - wet and loose,
you turned round to abuse,
'I have no time to play,
and you silly, behave, you are no more a boy!
I must get home soon,
the child is alone at home,
must be hungry, it is noon.'

This dose was sweet, too.
Inadvertently didn't she say,
'I love you...'

09-Apr-2011

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Comments on this Poem

Thank you, Rupa. Well, it is the reflection of your good heart. I feel good that you liked it.

kumarendramallick
10-Apr-2011 11:37 AM

Thank you, Ravinder for your cool comments.

kumarendramallick
10-Apr-2011 11:35 AM

Raw emotion at its best...

Ravinder Malhotra
10-Apr-2011 11:08 AM

this poem is so sweet! Reflects the goodness of your heart!!

Rupradha
10-Apr-2011 10:26 AM