On life and its vagaries


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Wasn’t really  in the mood to write and  had scarce time at my disposal 


Yet I felt sorry for my poor and barren blog.


Somehow I couldn’t bear its sad looks. So with a Herculean  effort I kicked up some spirit and concocted these lines.  Do they mean crap?


Dunno my friends just dunno!




What fades, and what thrives?

Shrouding itself in the evanescent drool-

Of fickle thoughts and feelings,

What survives and what perishes?




Consciousness is mutable; yet what persists

Through the varying phantasms we spot?

Is it an elusive entity we know from somewhere?

Or is it the person called God?



This startling shape-shifter, this magician,

Who weaves a charade seemingly out of

Nothing, veils itself behind the nameless-

And seems ever present, yet beyond mind.


2 Responses

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  1. Mystic, powerful poem, excellent prose, overall a job well done. Keep writing!

    Visit my writing blog


    June 23, 2011 at 4:27 pm

  2. GD,
    I am really sorry that I could not reply immediately
    I rarely come to the blog these days. I appreciate
    your comment.

    I would check your blog out


    July 31, 2011 at 3:36 pm

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