Poetry

An universal anecdote on pain
In frustration you are a companion.
In limit an elixir and a potion
A must you are in our celebrations.
Ambrosia secured through churning,
By divinity and demons, of oceans
You are the award to their off springs.

Born you are for the sublimation
Of every thing humane n their emotions.
No poor soul could know truth eternal
Till the all knowing monarch did spell
Notion of producing you from food grains,
Keeping crores hungry for the gains
Of the greedy embodiment of devils.

From elixir, anecdote n a potion
They have transformed you in poison
For uprooting coming generations,
Who could make superpower to our nation.
Omnipresence as base you are in potions
Omnipotence you have for intoxication.
Best friend you are for those in agony
Though deceptive mirth is your progeny.

You in yourself were always fine
When you were only a peg of wine.
The unhappy can forget all the pain
When you take them in your domain.

-Ratnakar D Mandlik