Run little girl run and hide…

Run little girl run and hide

Fearful monsters roam outside

Close the windows pull the blinds

Shut the door and stay inside

The swirling mass of inky black

Slimy hands waiting to hack

Evil eyes and dripping fangs

Wicked laughter deafening clangs

Monstrous trees standing tall

Branches spread to scratch and maul

The scary world holds them all

Do not venture out at all.

Lies and Deceit rule with masks

Honesty is taken to task

Friendship fled long ago

Sincerity has nowhere to go.

What is right what is wrong

When Feelings are sold for a song

In our journey Truth derails

And Love remains in misty veils

Life is no beautiful dell

Crawl into your safe hard shell

In your fortress in my heart

Stay alive till we depart.

- Shail Mohan (May 2008)

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10 thoughts on “Run little girl run and hide…

  1. Every line depicts zillions of meanings… I just don’t know to say which line or precisely which part of this poem touches me…! Simply awesome mumma :)

  2. “Run little girl run and hide…”

    You caught me off guard, Shailaja, really off guard. You see, I am so ignorant about poetry. I guess that I lean toward poetry as being true and heartfelt feelings, so from what i think that I know about you (as a HRP etc.) does not square. I see you as too positive

    “Lies and Deceit rule with masks
    Honesty is taken to task
    Friendship fled long ago
    Sincerity has nowhere to go.
    What is right what is wrong
    When Feelings are sold for a song
    In our journey Truth derails
    And Love remains in misty veils”

    I can’t believe that you think such things. So is poetry
    sometimes fictional? Is there a deeper meaning. Or are you
    being thought-provoking? Or should I quit trying to interpret
    poetry?

    THen, of course, you are an original thinker, saying what you think, not what others expect you to think.

    I wish I could hear feedback on my comments from you or does that take away from the power of the original poem.

    Of course, your poems I eagerly seek to read. Just prejudiced in favor of you and your writing I guess.

    Lately, soon-to-be 37 month old Jimi (the day after tomorrow) has been saying several times a day “I do best what I do best.” He says that his teacher at “Shining Stars” (where we had to take him out last year because) taught him. He just says it at random times. I just life it. The wisdom of our toddler.

  3. let me finish a thought from above–

    because he (Jimi) was getting physically ill from being left there as if he didn’t trust that we would pick him up. Yeah, right. It would have taken a rather humongous obstacle to keep me from picking him up.

  4. Bob, yeah I agree with you there, I say what I think, not what others expect me to think!! :) ….and I do think different!! Yet to find someone who thinks like me!! Being positive does not mean one does not know or isn’t aware of the negatives in life. Does that answer your questions, Bob?? I will also add this, that empathy, putting myself in another’s shoe, is second nature to me.

    • @little girl,

      Welcome to Shail’s Nest Litle Girl. With a monster in the room itself, the little girl is in grave danger. Then she needs to get outside help to chase the monster away and make the room safe and secure for herself. Reach out, the little girl will surely get help.

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