Sunday, February 24, 2013

Food For Thought ..A Beggar Poets Lot






what
i was
destined
to eat
to keep
my body
soul alive
i got
my lifeline
a drop in
the river
i am what
i was taught
not just
a muslim
or a hindu
or a christian
i am his gift
to his cosmic plot
a blank several
dots i am naught
my mind is
fecund
though
my body rots
diabetic
delusions
blood sugar
to this planet
my dreams
i bought
a fish in
his net
he chose
he caught
placed
it in her
heart in
the right spot
dont ask me why
dont ask me when
dont ask me what
to her soul my soul
he tied the Gordian knot


"Turn him to any cause of policy,
The Gordian Knot of it he will unloose,
Familiar as his garter" (Shakespeare, Henry V, Act 1 Scene 1. 45–47)

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