Saturday, 22 August 2009

kama

we clutch at straws
like straws that shall
float its own

stop clutching
to float

but clutch we must
to unlearn clutching

***
(just something that came in uninvited, the dawn just breaking.)

6 comments:

vijay said...

clutch
clutch clutch
my god
what a maze........

P. Venugopal said...

just a maze it is! maybe i will get out of it revising. so, no raking the brain now, my friends.

Savithri said...

Dont bother.
Thats the beauty of it.
For some one
It's maze and mist
for somebodyelse
its clear and crystal like.
That's poetry.

Balachandran V said...

Floating, slowly downstream,
I turn my head
to watch
a wreath of flowers by my side -
On whom had it lain last?

P. Venugopal said...

Savithri takes up the cudgels!
Peace. Peace. Peace.
Please.

P. Venugopal said...

And that is Balan!
Like a Royal Enfield 500 cc...
"Contact--thumping deep,
The machine rumbles to life.
Gently throttling,"
and into the streets of any chaos...