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any picture comes to my mind, i try to give it a body of words, love to sit on other blooms, for honey, color, fragrance........
Friday, 31 October 2014
The Things We See
I am amazed
At the perpetual festivity
All around us
The moment a lonely shy bud
Hidden from the beholders
Slowly blooms
Opening out her
Hesitant petals
There’s honeyed joy
Everywhere
Even in death
There’s no dearth
Of jubilation
The excited ants run
To and fro
With a death news
Hundreds celebrate
And drag a defeated
Dragonfly for a feast
All the blanks
Are duly filled up
When my heart turns to stone
The sun still shines
When a mother loses her son in
bomb blast
Quietly flows the Ganges
When the air of mistrusts breed
enmity
The fragrant lotus blooms
Our loss is only our loss
There’s no scarcity of joy
In this paradise of life
Written for dVerse MTB – The ThingsWe See
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This made me to think beyond what i really feel... so touching... :(
ReplyDeleteThis is so true. How lucky we are that there is always 'perpetual festivity' and thus a good reason to rejoice if we remember to look and appreciate.
ReplyDeleteI like the attitude expressed by your poem, Sumana. There is always some kind of 'silver lining' to be found, despite difficult situations in our midst.
ReplyDeleteWhat you say is true, for us the world stops, but the world continues to give its gifts. Our wounds have to heal enough that we can notice.
ReplyDeleteWhat a groovy piece. Really love the last two lines- and how they bring it all home.
ReplyDeleteYes.. human beings.. are burdened with a mind that worries instead of a way of life..:)
ReplyDeleteAh.. the cat who hugs the midnight grass and rolls in the daylight sand.. is the inheritor of the earth.. every now.. of every now.. of every now.. and all the cat's animal, plant, and other friends..:)
Life is lovely when one truly lives..:)
LIFE IS UGLY, when one worries...
In fact, it can be heaven for those who understand it is..
In fact, it can be hell for those who understand it is...
Life is funny.. Living is great! to CELEBRATE!
SMILES SUMANA AND HAVE A GREAT DAY! friend.
when it is our loss...there can feel like a scarcity of joy...but there are always places to find joy if we are willing to look for it...so hard to be the mother though losing a child...
ReplyDeletei like how you make the connection here from the small things to the big ones and how they influence each other...
ReplyDeleteSo great. I really enjoyed the part about the ants celebrating. The last stanza is powerful and I agree - joy is all around us if we're willing to see it. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteIt is far too easy to see the negative energy all around us, those events the media hype. Too often when tragedy visits me, I feel abandoned on the edge of the freeway, the only victim in sight as everyone else speeds by; so your premise is valid, your insight significant, using the eyes of emotion, of heart & soul.
ReplyDeleteSumana this holds so much truth and so much beauty!
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful this reads specially the ending line ~ Even in grief and sadness there is love and joy ~
ReplyDeleteOften it's hard to celebrate life midst trial and despair, hunger and war...the human spirit is so resilient I am amazed constantly.
ReplyDeleteYou highlight beautifully the idea that life goes on, that even in the bad times there is beauty and encouragement and eternal things.
ReplyDeletejanet
Life is for living and we have to live it in all circumstances.
ReplyDeleteSuch an uplifting poem. We all have our disappointments and tragedies--and if we can still find the positives in life, then we're the lucky ones.
ReplyDeletelovely and deep!!
ReplyDeleteThis reads beautifully. As lovely as delicate wind chimes on fragrant lotus bloom breezes.
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