Pebbles

A simple logic that runs through my mind

A hard truth which is equally hard to grind

is that world that we are possessed by

is unfaithful to everybody who is alive..

And we still have faith in it despite

Our logic that doesn’t fit in the given attire

And I wonder what is it that’s mine

irrespective of all the knowledge and quagmire..

And I wonder how do I know who is mine

irrespective of this cycle of death and life..

A sinking feeling then makes me realize

the depth of simplicity that I have taken in hand so easily

A negative feeling, in me that balloons inside,

then feels the pressure of the positivity in the air outside..

But it keeps soaring high in the sky

And I wonder when the balloon would deflate into nothing…

The complexity has churned nothing out of my head

And to contemplate upon what they and I said

has lost its charm as it doesn’t seem to help!!

So what do I do? Others say that I should take some rest

and spare them from the torture of  the whips of the simple and the complex!

But I say someone would foresee, someone would understand

The need to mull over the seen and unseen, heard and unheard, fought and abandoned..

Well I suggest that this complexity is an exercise to understand the simple

And our logic and thoughts are nothing but ripples

that arise out of some disturbance, good or bad, in our lives..

So let’s just sit quietly at a river bank, under shade of a tree

And drink the beauty of those ripples appearing, swimming, and disappearing

caused by nothing but by pebbles of those moments…

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