Hop, jump, bump together
Li’l dots of mind,
Shine, spark, dart around
Specks of all kind.
Pick me! pick me! Chant aloud
Scramble for my eye,
Form a big wave together…
Crash on...some die.
Which one to choose and chisel?
Out of this slush,
Or let them fight it out,
Oh! This morning flush.
Picture taken from: theredboa.blogspot.com
Such a beautiful poem on musing and now I'm musing about it :-) What a wonderful way to describe what goes on with thoughts inside our minds. Here's one of mine which is also about thoughts.
ReplyDeletehttp://www.gracydsouza.com/2012/09/20/the-mystery-of-mind/
Cheers!
wonderful poem,
ReplyDeleteMaking a choice in this mass of slush is a problem indeed.
ReplyDeleteAh the games mind plays with you...It can trap you in its labyrinth.
ReplyDeleteThis is really outstanding!You are a deep thinker Meenakshi & you express your thoughts eloquently too!Ah this slush!
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful ... a different genre you have captured here, but perfectly rendered :-)
ReplyDeleteThis is a masterpiece, Meenakshi. How do get such brilliant ideas?
ReplyDeleteAh! The classic problem of plenty!
ReplyDeletewow lovely poem on morning musings.. :-)
ReplyDeleteNice composition.
ReplyDeleteNice Penned down Meenakshi
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What a poem Meenakshi! Loved it.
ReplyDeleteLovely thoughtful poem Meenakshi :)
ReplyDeletefelt like painting.... lovely.....
ReplyDeleteI love this poem and the picture too.Deeply reflective. :-)
ReplyDeleteEliz
Veracity....love it
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