Friday, April 17, 2009

Existence

A mild breeze is all it needs
To sway me
Spineless, you may call me
Helpless, I am

How I wish to stand straight
All the time, without stooping
I envy my brothers
Albeit creepers, they are

If I rebel, I am broke
It’s wise to dance
To the tunes of the times
Existence, only matters

Raise my head in dignity
Hold it out during storms
Be upright and righteous
I exist no more

5 comments:

Winnie the poohi April 20, 2009 at 3:18 AM  

Indeed! Lovely poem.. profound !

Bindhu Unny April 23, 2009 at 9:01 PM  

Thanks Winnie :-)

Shravan April 25, 2009 at 7:44 AM  

If I rebel, I am broke
It’s wise to dance
To the tunes of the times
Existence, only matters

too wise a thought..

Raise my head in dignity
Hold it out during storms
Be upright and righteous
I exist no more
and too true reality :)

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Bindhu Unny May 4, 2009 at 11:57 AM  

Thanks Shravan

Zillionbig May 17, 2009 at 2:02 PM  

lovely poem....

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