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Thursday, March 18, 2010

Fake hermit

A hermit lived inside a forest
a woman worshipped the saint
she went away for a pilgrimage
and came back with her tiny grandson.

She asked her tiny grandson
to go to the hermit and offer him
the fruits and sweets she has brought
from all the holy places she has been.

The hut was easy to locate
so the boy went off alone
he hopped like a tiny rabbit
and soon reached the hut door.

He saw that the hut was dark inside
he got a little scared to see
a pair of huge red eyes looking at him
from the darkness of the dark hut.

He was about to run away when he heard
a gruff voice crooning sweetest words to him.
Yet he lingered at the door and asked him,
“Why is your voice so gruff, eyes are so red?”

The voice replied coyly, “My eyes are glowing
with pure love, my voice became hoarse chanting
the name of our divine Lord, I am His shadow,
so I need no light around me, don’t be afraid!”

Tricked by his sweet words the boy stepped in
his grandmother came searching for him
on the path she met some villagers
who told her no one lived in that hut any more.

Based on little red riding hood.

4 comments:

  1. oooo loved this dear, very deep and meaningful poem but as always well written xx

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  2. Thanks for dropping by. I really appreciate it.

    It's really scary one day you find yourself in the middle of no where. Right?

    Til next...

    http://uchsmapeh.blogspot.com/search/label/Inspirational%20Stories

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  3. dear william,
    when a poet like you says these words-that makes my day.
    with lots of affection,

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  4. dear ILP,
    my faith in God is so deep that till date i have only once faced that horror, and when God removed the veil from my eyes to show that i am with her-that fear disappeared forever.
    with lots of affection,

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