conversation after a poem
tell me what do you really draw from me?
creative sustenance
poetic upsurge
but i am there in your work
and isn’t poetry all about the individual
true for some untrue for others
poetry has a universal soul
the cosmic brahman
and you are a free spirit
the solitary atman
a microcosm mirroring the macrocosm
what sounds personal is also universal
but i'm mildly curious: why me?
because you are special
what do you think could be my game?
that’s for you to know
i don’t know that's the problem
how can you not know
emotions rarely lie
emotions when tempered with realism
is a different ballgame
so what do the emotions say
we'll deal with reality later
emotions are nebulous
they are gateways
to little alcoves within us
full of dark mysterious things
i suppose that’s natural
when one doesn't want to define
not easy to define
because it doesn't fit
into an assigned slot
sure
like you for instance
you could be a breath of fresh air
and sweltering Saharan wind
a child revelling in her innocence
and a woman waiting to erupt
you're a beautiful person…fly fly fly
so are you i want you to retain your fire
that is debatable but the road i travel
promises to be interesting so i'm content
…and i shall be there watching you grow
(22 December 2003)
