The Good and Bad Touch

By Sushmaa. T. M. R/ Suthanthira (pen name)

O' Mother Nature!

Being the source of God's grace and love,

You awake the whole senses in our lives

Through the medium of body, mind and soul.

You do not utter a word of anything

As your children will get to know

What the intention is,

From even a single touch.

Above all senses,

The touch is appreciated and applied

In all kinds of offerings and nurturing.

But I know not,

There would be both warmth and warning

In a hold, that they are famously called as

The good and bad touch.

Experiencing a churning of heat

In the lower abdomen of the stomach,

And musk of sweats running down

Under the drapes of dupatta,

And shivers and faints and blues and glues

And heights and lights of fears itself,

Are the howls of foxes,

That turns living into death.

When that promising man among men

Become the beast in character,

The guiltiest of women in the family says

That these storms are common and affordable.

This land had played and conveyed

The message of hope and war,

When Krishna clasped Draupadi

From the grip of Dushassan.

A good touch is not just a good touch,

That it can liberate a soul of pain.

If a touch is free from bodily interactions

And tied under the unconditional interchanges of love,

Then the emotion of a human embraces

The highest quality level of freedom

In life forever and ever.

By Sushmaa. T. M. R/ Suthanthira (pen name)