Dishes served full are well laid on the table
prawns are glittering adornments
though only yesterday
their tentacles were tasting the river
not knowing they would be in another water
in the river of saliva
grinded and pulped for a tasty moksha.
The rain falls unabated from last night.
Who'll go out to feed?, asks a voice.
Does never being hungry feel the same stress
as being hungry most of the time?
The answer is in the clouded eyes
watching the eyes
joyful for one more chance.
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 6:28 AM UTC
Dishes served full are well laid on the table
prawns are glittering adornments
though only yesterday
their tentacles were tasting the river
not knowing they would be in another water
in the river of saliva
grinded and pulped for a tasty moksha.
The rain falls unabated from last night.
Who'll go out to feed?, asks a voice.
Does never being hungry feel the same stress
as being hungry most of the time?
The answer is in the clouded eyes
watching the eyes
joyful for one more chance.
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