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touch these bones.
see how hollow they are?
they have weathered
many a painful storm
perfect for your use, sir!
see the skin?
so easy to peel, see?
it’s made of desires, that’s all.
just leave this one need
to be of use to you.
what more can you ask, sir!
take away the eyes, ears
they have seen enough
heard enough from others.
for you, i trim them, no problem.
and no extra charge, sir!
use the mouth though,
it needs your life-giving breath
to make wonderful tunes.
if you happy then i happy, sir!
they said you were looking
for a single piece of bamboo
to make yourself
a new flute, o Blue Sir!
see how hollow they are?
they have weathered
many a painful storm
perfect for your use, sir!
see the skin?
so easy to peel, see?
it’s made of desires, that’s all.
just leave this one need
to be of use to you.
what more can you ask, sir!
take away the eyes, ears
they have seen enough
heard enough from others.
for you, i trim them, no problem.
and no extra charge, sir!
use the mouth though,
it needs your life-giving breath
to make wonderful tunes.
if you happy then i happy, sir!
they said you were looking
for a single piece of bamboo
to make yourself
a new flute, o Blue Sir!
Labels: poetry
Selected by manisha lakhe |
01:10 |
4 Comments:
Lovely ! Simply lovely !! The last lines are just wonderful :)
manisha--
the last line has particular macabre humor (suggesting the offer was accepted w/o ado). The surreal transaction is mysterious but painfully credible.
your sense for dark meanings continues to brighten us.
d.i.
Must visit the blog more often :)
i'm disassembled by this. i even opened a ryze account a few minutes ago so that i could start a thread under "favorites - poetry" only to realize that i have no status to start such a movement.. alas. so i decided to commend you the old fashioned bloggie way. point is - someday i will do with words what you have done with them here. i hope.
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