The Silhouette in The Dark

A poem on carelessness inside us

In the darkness of the night

Lives the man, who wakes people by fright

He lives everywhere, in crevices, rat holes everywhere

Keeps an eye on what you share.

 

He is the reason why shoes are not polished

He is the one to ruin our work.

He is the reason why plates are unclean,

He is the one who eats food, unseen.

 

He comes in different shapes:

As mother, father, son and sister

He leaves on, getting bored.

Avoiding him makes him feel ignored.

 

Living in the nook and corner,

He has learned the trick ---

Camouflage and disappear into thin air

His favorite pick.

 

Even in your bedroom,

Or when you clean the house with a broom,

He will be looking for a chance.

Even as you cherish these verses,

He will be looking at you.

With those mean eyes which have a twinkle for a prank.

 

Beware the reader! He may be on watch.

For you to become the prey of his catch.

He will tear your clothes,

And dirty the walls.

 

Keep an eye open.

Don’t be a buffoon.

He is in real,

His presence you can feel.

 

You can see him everywhere,

He lives inside everyone,

He is in our every action,

He is the carelessness that lives inside us

Reviews

[Sherlock]

Nice poem ........ nice comparisons and idea