Odysseus

Why thou pine for Penelope,

When Calypso, thy love, sings soulful notes?

In tune with weaving on her loom

‘Wine and dine’ and grieve not

As long as thou stay by me here

‘Tis too short to breathe long

Go and shake thy legs in midst of nubile gals

Forget the past around a blazing fire

High upon a hill top against the bay

At the mouth of a dark cave

Which go mesmerizing the passers-by

To die for a merry-go-round.

Acontius

A roaring thunder heard

With a new lightning flash

An azure sky opens up

For all thy delight, yet

A Delphic oracle to thy surprise

Remember, how thou, once

Bewitched by thy maiden

Cydippe, a svelte Athenian

At the temple Delos

Amidst the hanging flowers

Sprinkling perfumes all thy path

A sweet, gentle breeze

Lifts thee for a touching treat

An apple being set to roll down

The smitten eyes not fail to catch up

At the very close of my feet

‘I swear by Artemis

That I will marry

Acontius’, it goes

A solemn, thus declared

How foxy thy role played

In the game of life,

Where the trapping of hearts

Be the custom of the young.

Tantalus

Why ‘re thee like Sisyphus

Rolling a rock to the top

Of a hill non-stop?

Would it not be alluring

To see the low-hanging fruits?

Water recedes at thy thirst

And fruits climb up, when hungry

Why are thee in a lake?

The world, where the wickeds rot,

Gather thy spirit

And ask the Gods for reason

What mistake is thine

To steal the manna for the world?

There were feasts while thy meet,

There were secrets at thy greet,

Let them not punish thee in thy court

For the undaunted spirit

To help and be helped,

Where a real joy stays in.