It’s so natural to be thirsty,
Can one quench it when it’s all frosty?
Or, may be it’s all sand dunes
Can one quench it with their shines?
A hunter too is sometimes lost;
When in thirst, does depend on the forest,
Feeds a monkey a salt tablet
To follow it to a pond or a rivulet.
It is this natural source of water
That quenches the thirst with real matter;
However one runs after and chases its source,
Sympathy is still a mirage that vanishes with no trace!
It’s a phenomenon of light,
A ‘no product’ of a different element;
This realisation stops the chase,
If not, it’s a labyrinth, a menacing maze!
NOTE: This poem was published in the magazine Sanchika on 01.03.2026. Please follow the link … https://sanchika.com/visible-disappearance-tssm-poem/
TSS Murty (తిప్పాభొట్ల సత్య శ్రీనివాస మూర్తి) 