No Love Flute Poem by Narayanan Nair. P Perunthanam
No Love Flute
I write; none reads
Many read; none feeds
The Selfish; sell fish
Fish on under flash.
Spoil oil, spilling
Looting by drilling;
Polluting, rigging.
Goes on; on and on
On the way; gone
The Soul, sole soul
To the Origin: the goal
It dissolves, absolves
All crises ’nd revolves.
Again I write and write
On rights, on rites, bright.
No ancient Thithiriya birds
But, glued plastic birds
Dance cute and mute
Around; no Love Flute.
A beautiful poem! None reads and none feeds! Don't worry! Doesn't it give you satisfaction? That in itself is the reward! ! Enjoyed! !
Thithirya birds! we all are slowly change if flute is there it will become a love flute...Allah says: Don't leave hope and I am with those who keep the patience...nice poem
good poem, I like it, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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4/25/2024 5:43:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Penned with meaningful symbols from real life.great poem