Life = Death - Volume 1 - Poems on Life , Death by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

31. IT WAS VERY EASY 

It was very easy to let gallons of water pass under the bridge; as all one had to do was open the wrought iron gates,

But to stop its flow thereafter was exceedingly tedious; as the stream picked up speed; swelled leaps and bounds every unfurling second.

It was very easy to speed up a car; as all you needed was to uncouthly press upon the accelerator,

But to freeze it completely in its footsteps was an insurmountable task; as the sedan swerved wildly on the wet tarmac; rotating umpteenth number of times; before achieving refined degrees of control.

It was very easy to light a cigarette; as all one required was a nimble flame emanating from the matchstick,

But to subside its flames was a Herculean task; as the lungs developed an insatiable addiction for the acrid smoke.

It was very easy to provoke a tiger; as all you needed was to poke it in its ribs; disdainfully drench it with water right in its den,

But it was an agonizing wait before the beast pacified; as it tore apart the flesh of several innocent; before eventually drifting into his afternoon siesta.

It was very easy to make a person blind; as you had to do was hurl a tumbler of fuming acid towards his immaculate face,

But to regain back sight was simply unattainable; as the blackness hovering over his eyes; became more intense with the fading light.

It was very easy to shatter a colossal ensemble of glass; as all you needed to

do was bang its surface coercively with hard stone,

But to recoup its fragments was a marathon job; as they lay scattered rampantly; and a majority concealed in black mud all around.

It was very easy to spend money; as all you had to do was  purchase every

object that appeared enamoring to your eye, let it drizzle chivalrously from

your palms,

But to earn it back was overwhelmingly hard; as each penny acquired conscientiously; made you shed more than a million drops of your sweat.

It was very easy to say "I love you"; as all you needed to do was romanticize

incessantly in the tunnel of tantalizing romance,

But to sustain the same became stupendously difficult; as you had to fight an

head on battle with the sanctimonious society; break your back to suffice

daily fodder.

And it was very easy to kill a person; as all you had to do was ruthlessly compress the trigger of your gleaming gun,

But to revive back life proved wholesomely futile; as it was impossible to enter the territories of the omnipotent Creator.