Self-reflection
Sometimes I see myself as tiny kite.
It glides on Winds of Bliss and Fortune.
The thread will lead this always-prying sight
to hands of Truth, while Sun is scorching.
Occasionally, I feel – I am a can of coke
in made-in-China plastic holder.
The Trust is famous for its sips-then-poke.
Sip-after-sip – I’m getting older.
Sporadically my minds hit Universe.
It shrinks to size my brain could fit in.
A gentle squeeze extracts a new-born verse.
Sip-after-sip – still thirsty... spitting...
16 July 2007
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Hi..Iouri
First as a tiny kite, later as a can of coke ,and now with your poetic mind you have squeezed the universe into verse. Brilliant you are Love and blessings :-)venkat
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If I fly as the kite straight around the world, I’d come to the same spot.
If I fit the Universe in my brain what would be left outside?
Thank you, my dear friend, Venkar. I enjoy reading your poetry.
With a glass of wine (rather than coke :))
Iouri :)
Ubi vita, ibi poesis!