Monday, December 17, 2012

Pebbles

Fresh flowers, which unasked are torn
from their buoyant cheer on green stems
For the victory pageant to tread upon.


In the game of royalty, pawns on either side
Sacrificed cheaply on the checkered board
For greater victories, their fall insignificant.


All life-death verdicts mere outcomes
from random tosses of someone's coins.
What you propose, every other force disposes.


Like a pebble by the river, shaped by the flow
Robbed of uniqueness, lost in a colossal pile.
Ah, the pain of being small in a big man's world.

3 comments:

  1. whatever may be the result... but on the ultimate day ur heart will only need satisfaction through any means... for that u don't need to be a queen or king ... one's presence can never be erased except him or her self...

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  2. True.. Bt accepting that in the bigger picture, you practically disappear is a truth thats hard to digest!

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    1. stem, pawns--> mother
      flower, kings--> child

      mother will always takes pride in what his child achieves... ofcourse she is the soul resposible everything...

      Mother will fullfill her dream through her child. goal achieved.

      flower is just a tool for stems dream.

      cau u dis-agree this??...

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