Philosophy Of A House Cat Poem by Madathil Rajendran Nair

I am a house cat
I live in me
I am I am
Always I am
Meow meow

This house is my world
Perfect in itself
With what is not here
Never am I concerned
Content with myself
Happily disposed

I am not alone
When my master is out
I move about meowing
Rubbing against things
My friends in the house
Brooding saints

He comes and goes
His movements are unknown
Makes always sure
My bowl has good measure
He knows my likes
What I should take
I have no complaints
Nothing that aches

Fridge in the kitchen
Hums a tune
Untiring singer
Never asleep
Wind on the panes
Call me out
Swaying the woods
I shan't be seduced
Legs of the table
Sage-like stoics
Always mum
I nudge them for fun

I have a lot
To talk to them
So do I meow
And move about

My master's movements
Aren't my worry
I am content
Least uncertain
The keyhole will sound
To raise my ears
And he will enter
Fast in a hurry

To return my meows
And stroke my head
To clean my potty
And call me naughty

My tail will be raised
My back will peak
To rub his legs
And rest by his side
My eyelids closed
Immersed in me
As he broods
Reads his books

Often we sit
Watching the TV
Together for long
In deep reverie
Untouched by glitter
Tears and laughter
Lost in ourselves
One in one

There is my ilk
Out in the woods
Strayed into wrongs
Fighting it out
Running about
Dying in hordes
My ears are closed
To their noisy calls
I hold my calm
I am I am
Always I am

World the temptress
Calls through the glass
Pines, oaks and cedars
Swing in the winds
Shaking their heads
Shiver in cold
Drenched in rain
Fall in storms
A place of change
Birth and death
A tragic mess
Where I don't belong

Swarms of moth
Dance in sunlight
As they fly
Over the bushes
Flashy delights
That don't remain
No lasting pleasure
I am not swayed

The world of men
Beyond the woods
Crashes in booms
And bangs aloud
A deluded lot
As they screech
Along the roads
Of ego-driven life
To pangs and pains
Hopelessly maimed

I live in me
I am I am
In my master's sanctuary
I am I am
Always I am
Morrow is never my worry
Be a house cat
In the Master's hall
Grieve you not ever shall