The Map Poem by Golaka Acharya
The Map
I drew a map of my childhood
another of my adolescence, then
my youth and the next. One day,
sitting alone I tried to compare all.
Found one picture constant in them
like the plateau or rain fed area
or the contours:
The LOVE, LOVE, LOVE.
I tore those to pieces then
threw them to the ocean of death
but
found myself
totally drenched.
Oh! yes I am.
Friday, November 26, 2010
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