Sunday, 3 August 2014

FLAWLESS POT (Nazmaa)

FLAWLESS POT
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Confused and confounded 
Was this adolescent,
The ego and misnomers
Became emotion and sentiment,  
My recalcitrance
Brought stalemate 
In my growth way,
My inflated ego
Never let the sycophants away,
My jugglery of gestures
Showcased me 
An exalted breed
Created variety of  masks
My incremental greed,
Ephemeral were my strengths
Hollow was my substance,
My outer looked glamorous
Inner was torn and vicious.....

You just said
To hold the precious gifts
Strong vessel is needed 
To grow a baby
Not the cola
Milk is feeded
I still remember the story
That raised my worry,
The boon of Heaven 
Could not bring the riches forth
As  the gold coins became soil
When taken in worn cloth,
Water and fire
Never go together
Cooks well
If in a flawless pot 
You gather.....

Before you, My mentor
I doff my hat 
With all the reverence
And unending respect !

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