(W – 2011) Random Musings – 001
These are random thoughts
Not sorted out
These are not words sifted out
From the grinder of contemplation
They are not refined and polished
But they are pristine
They have life in them
And I want to let them live
Since life and its experiences
Are ever reflecting upon themselves
Whatever issues forth from them
I prefer to call as musings.
They are to me rich poetry
The underlying meanings may sometimes
Not be so much visible to others
But deep down the ocean
As I keep floating
(Swimming is too harsh a word here)
Currents of thoughts break upon me
And I find myself part of an
Unfinished poem.
Weather I am a full stanza
A couplet, or just
A one-liner, I am still to find out.
poem by Kannan G
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