The Grapevine Poem by Dr Vidya Hariharan

Looping and straggling in thin strips
And big lumps undecipherable,
Over rocks, poles and deep pools,
Long distances are covered in minutes.

The messages conveyed make no sense
Unless backed by innuendo and surmise
Looks, nods and winks exchanged
Speak of stories untrue, biased.

No words, no dots, no dashes,
can compete with the flashes
of real creativity and imagination,
a fiction writer's fabrication.

Destroying reputations, honourable names,
Spreading lies, crouching behind
Shadows and crude reflections,
There flows the power of the grapevine.
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