Empty pages
no thoughts to write;
in this interconnected life
so disconnected i feel;
out in the bush
there are one hundred identities;
all from one
or all from none;
Identity is the clothes
or the scent in the shithouse;
they change it from jasmine;
they change it to lavender;
they change it to hide
the disgusting smell of the shit;
I stand and wonder
stare and admire
the nature at its real
the nature so perplexed
it is the nature
the nature of you and me
it is this nature
i want to connect with
if my nature in real
is a shit that very stinks
it is this nature
that i want to connect with
nakedness is so pure
An attitude that is so clear
it is closer to the ME
the ME that we are in search
this ME is the happiness
this attitude shall only stage
and any disguise
jasmine or lavender
doesnt smell so good
to the smell of me
So i am naked
with my own identity
and here i see
written pages empty
in this interconnected world
so disconnected i feel
Wonderful last two stanzas!…..its not the nakedness which is a problem its, the acceptance of nakedness which is the problem…..its scary….isn”t it!….when it comes to terms of sharing it….it complicates simple issues despite its own transparency and uncomplicatedness….
This is direct and yet subtle, direct in expression and subtle in beauty. Somehow gets me to think why do we all cover up the things, when our life’’s purpose seems to be revealing those??
g888….disconnected but connected…yes its strange but true…and yes we all luv to be naked….but…do we?? really….nope ..we r afraid…the world dont want us to c like this….
somehow i am connected to this poem immeditely..ithanai arumaiya eppadi solla mudiyuthu ungalala! naanum try pannuven,anna mudiyathu… romba nalla irukku poem!!!
disconnected but connected.. and vice versa….but thats how we all live or living!
Coooooooool!
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Shabby’’s Blog
and you call THIS crap? This is absolutely wonderful.. by far .. one of the best I”ve ever read. The last para is stunning .. wonder why some are scared of being naked ..
so well portrayed emotions of lost identity.
Flawless & Pure… Love You for this… :O)