Possessing Possessions Poem by RAJ NANDY

POSSESSING POSSESSIONS

My house behaves almost like an alien,
When I try to grasp and possess it!
But it becomes so hospitable, when as
a visitor I pause to rest and refresh in it!
Perhaps it tries to teach me that the secret
of possession lies, -
In trying not to be too possessive about
our possessions;
Since our life is ephemeral, and time
flies!
But my soul, only a guest in my body,
Which comes for a while to reside!
Is already well versed with this eternal
truth of life!
The soul likes its house with all its
decorative trappings,
And those gift packs we exchange, with
gold and silver wrappings!
The ale and the food served, well brewed
and garnished,
And continues to dwell in its suite,
which is fully furnished!
Till the day the guest house is finally
closed, to be entirely demolished!

-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
01 Apr 08