Pranab k c
23/09/2011
talent makes you different
but common you in flesh
when touch I the switch
just above your chin
fire shows me the song
last I got from obscene
when talent dominates the flesh
desert flashes with sandy storming
when flesh dominates the talent
it gets another passage of streaming
since you is one as one is me
come on touch the soil
where stone and dust
peacefully coexisting
stone become dust
and dust becomes stone
need quakes fit high
with deep drifting
talent needs flesh to play with string
and flesh blows fire to ignite playing
nothing common is the game
nothing singular is the passion
it is law we are standing
what gravitation plays unseen
the law of conservation of momentum, energy laws and hypotheses well established through poetic verses.Also action and reaction in sparks of words like talent and flesh and strings.Unfortunately the invisible string of life is notin our hands.Until its visible in senses all of a sudden for some kinda answer we tend to be strings tied to stones to create the whirlwind of sparks to show our talents in life`s circus where we are all animals more petty than those tamed ones as we pay money to watch them play in big village fairs and circus companies.Until then we co-exist somehow like writer and reader unknown to each other when even quest of knowledge is tried hard to be satiated...very poignant write Sir
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love the philosophy here, you've done a beautiful job of expressing your thoughts. Very well strung together words, great writing.