“through the act of living, the discovery of oneself is made concurrently with the discovery of the world around us. . ."

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Flowers, squashed



 

Please watch your step.

You may be stepping on lives.

That is, if you consider

An ant, a frog, a cockroach or me

Lives worth your consideration.


These flowers? Ah, never mind,

They were my offerings to you.

*********  Balachandran, Trivandrum, 11.02.2009

4 comments:

  1. wow...nice ....ther is a budhha inside u....keep him more alive....n keep writing...

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  2. A Buddha inside everyone of us... Though this is a love poem...

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  3. happens..
    do u savour hurt feelings..??
    i do and i believe its not hurt when its in love.
    as we say ' madhura nombarangal'

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  4. stiletto-like...you make it go in all the way, hurting. I am reminded of certain urdu bests kushwant singh has translated.

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