AT THE RESORT

 

        

                             

                              

                              

.  1.The bright Neon lights sparkled with tempting eyes

   Soft lilting sounds reverberated from inside;

   The receptionist courtesied with winsome smile

   Our entry into this world so cosy and smooth;

   Our eyes caught with new charms ignoring the truth

   A heavy burden, yet our spirits felt agile

   We felt too happy and left our homely place

   Our days ran fast as if in a frantic race.

 

2.      We learnt so many things both good and bad

  We took keen interest almost crazy and mad

  Entangled in the web of worldly links we quite forgot

  About our home and destination, we little thought

  We shot beyond our bounds and cared naught

  We hurt ourselves and wounded many a heart

   We wandered like stormy gale and have little thought 

   Of future burdens we wilfully gripped and caught.

 

3.       The  coloured musical fountains of erotic kind

   Bright-lit with dancing hues captured our minds;

   The spacious swimming pools tinted crystal blue

   With pretty damsels dressed in flashy vibrant design;

   So many temptations with foaming wine

   Unmindful of passing time, like birds we flew;

   About our future we little thought but plunged headlong

   One among the flock submerged in sensuous song. 

 

4.       This merry pantomime how long it goes!  

    How long goes this spectacular show!

    Our lives wear out in same recurring routine

    We pass our days like sheep with no specific goal;

    Like puppets we play our role with no control

    Like breaking waves, events happen unseen

    When shall our evil acts and tendencies end?

    When shall our wasteful ways and idle thoughts we mend?

 

5.       Behind this scintillating sparkling scene

   A puzzling matrix of life-patterns seen

   Deceptive shady masquerading deals

   Illegal veiled intrigues hiding behind

   This whirling vortex beyond our grip to find;

   To fathom their motives, too dark to unveil

   Victims and culprits too intricate to reveal;

 

6.       Enough of this mind-boggling crazy game

   Enough of this vain run after wealth and fame;

   Enough of this vanishing bubbles and dreams;

   This whirling breathless time sapped our zeal at last

   Nothing left now; Flitting mirage of fleeting thoughts;

   Thanks to this treasure of treats that enriched our hearts;

   We have to go back home, left so many years before

Through paths unknown, through dark chambers and doors.

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    4th August, 2022                       Somaseshu Gutala