Knots, and knots and knots
There are knots every where
Life is not a bed of roses
Thorns crown it everywhere
The humming bees sing a tune
And glue themselves everywhere
The ears are wild sometimes mild
When the singing sirens raise the air:
Life is shelved like a honeycomb
Each cell is not apart
Glued and stressed it opens up
The wounds of the past
The pricking thorns are there to remind
That… all that glitters is not gold
The honey bee that gives you honey
Is a bitter fiend you know?
~Shobha Diwakar
Jabalpur, India
Indian Periodical
Indian Periodical
Its the most appropriate description of today’s life & relationship. There’s a lot of bitterness coated with sugar & honey throwing one in total confusion for there’s a very thin line of demarcation between who is genuine & who is an imposter clothed in sweetness. Many people thus get trapped by sweet talks which can rain disaster & distress that then reign their life!
life’s reality captured in a magnifying glass