The Philosophy Of Buttons Poem by Sameer Mecheri

Once upon a time
There lived a number of buttons
Harmoniously
In my shirts

Their passionate love
And the consequent embraces
With the holes
Made my nakedness a reality

My nakedness is my life
My purity

One fine morning
The holes began to grow
More than the need of the button

They broke up.

I often witnessed
Their reluctance to be one again
This is the philosophy of the buttons
Whose life was a hole

A hole is
Emptiness
Nothingness