Fallen Off Chips Poem by C. P. Sharma

You are the universe
We are your fallen off chips
Some dust particles
Some appear as meteor strips

Seven continents
And the seven seas
Mountainous breasts
On planes colorful flowers and trees

Life sustains on them
Almost everywhere
On land, water
either and air

Above all
wonderful roof designed
In it the sun, the moon
and the stars entwined

The rivers your veins
You are our heart
You pump the blood
You gave a kick start

In thankfulness
We bow to you
For music and fragrance
that you construe