Ananta Madhavan Poems
|482.||Clouds, With Poetic Gleanings||2/12/2016|
|483.||The Full Moon This December||12/4/2017|
|484.||A Walk In Spring||2/22/2014|
|485.||Small Poems And Echoes||2/8/2016|
|486.||Time Sense And The Present Tense||2/28/2015|
|487.||Clerihew For Me And You||10/23/2015|
|488.||Blue Little Marble||2/23/2014|
|489.||The Sky Is Not The Limit||5/28/2017|
|491.||A Song Of Waiting||6/4/2014|
|492.||Order Out Of Chaos||2/21/2014|
|493.||A Day Is Long Enough To Ruminate||1/21/2018|
|494.||'Did I Ever Exist? '||10/30/2014|
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'Did I Ever Exist? '
I am not sure I ever lived, except in this imagined space,
This concoction of words that perhaps make a little sense
To a kindly heart like yours.
If I was never born,
I never died. Was I immortal
Without ever being me, a person with a body, mind and soul,
Like you, but different, a unique variant?
I am no freak, no fiction, once I was a fact,
If Time can be trusted, solar or cosmic.
My tale is sad and simple. Mother's womb
Was all the world I ever knew
Before I grew to be a person,
Rather than a form of words, your words, this ...
Few so blind as they who fail to see
The flux and flutter
Of history happening.
None so deaf as they
Who will not listen
To the interior monologue
Of the questing Soul and Self.