C. P. Sharma - Satan

Dear, I had a strange dream last night,
Adam and eve were in bliss in Eden,
Innocence all around was scattered,
In Nature shelter and trees fruit laden.

In perfect innocence they bathed,
Faith and trust its soothing shade;
Between them there was no secret,
Here love and joy could never fade.

Mutually nothing would they hide,
In all bareness they would confide.
Personal egos could never collide,
They plumed each other with pride.

From UFO, Satan alighted,
Out of fear he felt slighted.
He had a mischievous mind,
He had his own axe to grind.

From God a little wisdom snatched,
A little more he himself stretched.
His scientific temper machines made,
Textile & cosmetic mills he had laid.

He had set up his mills in Hell,
Eden he came his goods to sell.
He knew of Adam’s firm will,
He knew how Eve could thrill.

He approached Eve in Adam’s absence,
Saw Tree of Knowledge to her suspense.
Thus, in her he sowed seeds of distrust,
Deep rooted greed, lust and disgust.

Eve hided in ever new clothes,
Satan was happy in his loathe.
Everyday Eve made up new face,
On Satan’s face grin I could trace.

C. P. Sharma

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