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Sunday, November 1, 2015

The Clam



The clam is a lucky creature
because it has a shell to go back to.
Or it has a shell to live in
Clammed, keeping others out.
The only problem being a clam
Is that people would pry it open
For a pearl or two
And would discard when disappointed.
It is indeed sad for the clam
To lie disembowelled, splayed,
Displaying all its innards
To all and sundry passing by...
************* Balachandran V. Trivandrum 01.11.2015

4 comments:

  1. True, especially when the clam never promised pearls to begin with.

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  2. True, especially when the clam never promised pearls to begin with.

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    1. You know, Sujata, I first posted this poem in FB; except for one or two, nobody seems to have sensed the allegory! :) Thanks for commenting! So happy, I am to see you again! How are the kids?

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  3. Nice post in your blog I am Glad to read your blog

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