I

I

I am ever prone to finding an easy shortcut to success

Skilled at, by hook or by crook, winning the race!

I am ever susceptible to relish and enjoy blood and flesh

Rash and reckless to roam untying my Conscience’s Lace!

I am adroit at blossoming pseudo and spurious smiles

Peerless in practising many gullible and devious guiles

Accustomed to playing the ignoble and vile

Pretending, after two scores of age, to be still puerile!

I am efficient in barnishing untruth and wrong

Well-accomplished in coining broken a prose a sweet song

Shrewd and wily to hoodwink all including myself

Diplomatic enough to define exploitation as a new pelf!

I am well-versed with practising inconceivable pretence

Talented enough to win not only hearts but also credence

Deft and trained to make hay even in the heavy rains

A professional to muster gains even without any pains!

I am competent in accomplishing enticing conceits

A master craftsman in cultivating delicious deceits

Under all circumstances fully adaptable and fit

Than a philanthropic Samaritan more a little bit!

I can overshadow anyone in tactics and treachery

Supersede effortlessly anyone in obnoxious lechery!

I am more clean and tidy in culpable perjury

A commendable artist in unusual forgery!

I am flawless and infallible in base bewitchery

Heartless and boastful in savage butchery

Bent, lent and indulgent in worst debauchery

Oh! World famous for my foolproof witchery!

In changing colours, I can beat an unbeatable chameleon

You can find me only one in an innumerable trillion!

I am Modern Time’s the superlative scion

I am the concrete jungle’s pet, loving Lion!

I am learned to extract cream from stagnant water

I am efficient in churning from catchy words butter

In cunningness I am smarter than the smartest

Trust me, I am the matchless traitor in every respect!

I am better a preacher than a desirable practitioner

I can hardly be stunned albeit an incredible stunner

I can surpass the shrewdest diplomats in diplomacy

Yes, no better hypocrites can equal me in hypocrisy!

I am really sad to say, “Glad to meet you!”

I am really glad to bid, “Sad to see off you!”

I am really pained to pronounce, “Pinnacle be with you!”

I am really thankless to wish, “I am so much thankful to you!”

Oh! I can swim like fish over the fresh dawn’s dew

I am the oldest, cheapest wine in the costliest bottle new

I am an honest human being though all my debts are overdue

O that! I could truly determine my intricate “I’s” Real Hue!

N.B: This poem is inspired by Dasharath Naik Sir’s poem “I SANS ME’. Thank u Dasharath Sir for inspiring me.

* devious – tricky/ tricky

*two scores – twenty plus twenty

* puerile – childish/immature

* bewitchery – the power to control natural forces through supernatural means

* butchery – savage killing of a large number of people/animals

* debauchery – excessive indulgent in sex, alcohol or drugs

*witchery – the use of supernatural powers to influence or predict events

* albeit – although

©Shankar D Mishra 23.03.2018

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