THE WAY OF THE WORLD.

THE WAY OF THE WORLD.  

When I talk something sweet of you
Understand--
There remains the sticky slag of black bitterness
In the inmost recesses of my heart ! 

When I powerfully contradict something outside
Beware--
The same I approve meekly in my heart !

Ever at strife are my heart and tongue--
To the speechless voice of my heart
Listen you ,then,O my friend !

When something slanderous of women I profess aloud
Understand--
My thievish looks in every corner fish for them !

When I advise you of obscenity to shun with all vehemence
Beware--
The same to my lustful eyes is a sumptuous treat !

Poles apart are my tongue and eyes--
So to the speechless voice of your sleepless conscience
Listen you, then, O my friend !

When I seriously resolve to end my life
Beware--
A very strong desire roots deep secretly
In the soil of my heart !

When I burst myself  into flashing laughter
Understand--
I break into sobs and swim in tears !

Believe not the play of expressions
On the stage of my face--
So tune your ears to the speechless storms
Of my lonesome heart !

-----S.Chandra Kalaadhar