The Hungry Ant

On my balcony door, an ant arrives

I shoo it away with my big brown foot

She goes hither and thither 

Following her team's pheromones 

She finally reaches her ant dome 

built inside the wall pipe

For it has not rained for many days 

The dust all around goes into the drain

She tells her friends 

There lives a giant lass on the terrace

Her long dark curly tresses fall 

When she uses a big fork to untangle them

Standing in front of a large mirror 

That mimics her vast built

Reflecting golden light everywhere

Like lightning strikes the earth 

On a stormy day blocking my way

Her hair fell on me and I go hither and thither

I was trying to make my way to her dustbin

Which smells of mango peels from last night

And Suddenly the dustbin is wide opened

And I am mesmerized

Oh, dear! I am in a trance and crave the mangoes more and more

She picks up her coiled wires from the floor

Coil them more and more 

And pour the wool into the dustbin

The lid closes and my ears hurt

Like a large thunderclap just hit the ground

I turn my head above to see her big eyes 

Like a brown cherry in the center of a vanilla cake

She looks at me with a wide gaze 

My heart is frozen 

Like an orange candy popsicle which we can not relish

And I stand still like human kids 

Stand still in a school parade

She shoos me with her big brown foot

And I go hither and thither

Help help! I scream and run as fast as I can

Just like that man, we laughed upon

A few days back who ran and a dog ran behind

Oh well! I am saved today and so do you all

She knows we are here 

We need a plan

We will go again but at night 

The brown-foot damsel will be in a slumber

And we will enjoy the mango bite

I think of that ant

And rushed, I clear off the dustbin

I wash the box with a spoonful of dettol and some water 

I mop the floor

Which do become sparkly as promized by Lizol

I lay on my bed at night to sleep

And crave for a mango treat

I open the fridge and select the ripest of all 

I cut them into 5 halves

And eat four out of all 

I keep the smallest slice 

in the balcony near the drain

"Enjoy the feast ya'all" 

I turn off the lights

Lay on my bed again

I sleep at ten and wake up at five

The sky is clear awaiting sun's grace

I feel the breeze caressing my face softly

as softly as soft baby blanket

I inhale wet mud's fresh scent

Only to discover the last night's rain

Which had washed the balcony and the drain.