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27 Apr

The Maze

The Maze


Manu Mangattu


Manu Mangattu is an Assistant Professor in English at St George’s College Aruvithura, India. Born on 21st of December 1985, he inherited a penchant for poetry and flair for writing from his parents. He calls himself a brooding romanticist in poetry, a disinterested debutant in fiction and a morbid classicist in criticism. “The Maze” is a loose Shakespearean sonnet that pokes gentle fun at the queer English collocation ‘found missing’. The poem sees language itself as a maze – on the one hand language charms and mesmerises with its endless possibilities; on the other, language perplexes and annihilates with its predilection for paradoxes and oxymora.


I was found missing since last Sunday night.

I ransacked the shelves and checked with my neighbours.

They confirmed; so the news must be right.

Thank God! I was fearing something far worse.


Nay! It isn't as bad as it sounds mate,

For, earlier, I missed being found by them.

But now, they find me in a missing state,

And search for me as if I were a rare gem.


I never knew these scribes loved me so much.

See, my kins, for me they pledge a huge sum.

For the News, my pic they touch and retouch.

Ah! I never thought I looked so handsome.


Found missing! Lo! You now envy my state.

That same mirror awaits! Now take the bait.

Comments: (1)

  • Waheeda Khan

    found missing? will be found forever in your poetry.......and every one has to go missing one day...but that is where such works of art finds the being again n again....lovely way to put through.....