Thursday, July 5, 2007
ghazal ("Our freedom")
Our freedom is the illusion that we nurture
we find it in the confusion that we nurture
everyone seeks your blessings of abundance
from you flows all the profusion that we nurture
the membrane of the collective is omnipresent
regardless of the seclusion that we nurture
what if we feel the stinginess of existence?
you counter with the effusion that we nurture
when taking steps to immerse in baptismal rivers
one wonders at the pollution that we nurture
detachment comes as the fruit of maturation
no matter what be the passion that we nurture
we but pay mind to how the rivulet burbles
who dreams it could be an ocean that we nurture?
we're helpless here in the circus of your gameshow
we founder in the delusion that we nurture
let Raphael persist in praising your premise
unknowing yet the conclusion that we nurture
written 1-4 July
(in Bhopal, Delhi, Bombay)
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2 comments:
This is the best, This is top class, It transforms English as if it was made for Ghazals.
This is mastery, we nurture, but it comes
suddenly
flowers
You are entirely too kind, Sir.
For which, thanks.
d.i.
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