Rani Turton

The Vase Fell On The Floor - Poem by Rani Turton

The vase fell on the floor
Now that vase doesn’t exist any more
Shattered and smattered
Pieces of baked clay that once come from earth
Dust it becomes and after taking birth
Dust it returns to soon enough

The body is the vessel, the vase;
Life the transient uncanny phase
Dust we came from, albeit from the dust of the stars
From Mercury, Venus, even from Mars
We hold the secret and in our tombs
The secret is that dust is just sleeping wombs.

Comments about The Vase Fell On The Floor by Rani Turton

  • Rookie - 0 Points Mamta Agarwal (7/8/2008 7:56:00 AM)

    philosophical write, wonderfully expressed. thanks Rani. this body is just a vessel, to hold our souls which never prishes, its an irony we never access it (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Iohannes Silvaticus (7/3/2008 11:26:00 AM)

    Really deep and profound. The concluding sentence sums up life perfectly - how everything must come full circle. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Duncan Wyllie (7/2/2008 3:43:00 PM)

    Another great way to see how we are all connected
    Wonderful poem

    Love duncan X (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Chitra - (7/2/2008 11:12:00 AM)

    wonderful. awakens the dormant side jumpstarts us into action
    that we better get to work leave an indelible mark before its too late (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Flora Gillingham (7/1/2008 7:14:00 AM)

    As always, seeing the universal in the particular!

    Fx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 12 Points premji premji (7/1/2008 3:07:00 AM)

    But Rani,
    Just remember this sublime truth:
    you are that emptiness
    inside the vessal.
    neither vessal nor clay,
    you are that! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 92 Points PERSIAN NIGHTINGALE (6/20/2008 8:46:00 AM)

    several days behind our eyes then we return to paradise......10 (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,590 Points Sadiqullah Khan (6/19/2008 4:02:00 AM)

    dust we are and to dust we return, , , , well penned rani (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Abha Sharma (6/18/2008 9:42:00 PM)

    All life is transitory…, the base of all change is dust…

    Life rotated by dust
    Matter changed to flux
    …………………….philosophical and realistic poem.
    Abha (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Lynda Robson (6/18/2008 11:07:00 AM)

    Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, a very thought-provoking poem Rani, well penned,
    Lynda xxx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Rema Prasanna (6/18/2008 10:21:00 AM)

    Philosophical a bit, we all end as dusts on a decided time frame, a deep thought Rani, you brought forward. thank you for sharing. liked it

    10+ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 13, 2008

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