I – <br />A child who drank love from my mother’s brimming breasts; <br />A toddler who ate affection from father’s tiresome turmoil; <br />A student who gulped facts from master’s marvellous minds; <br />A youth who tried to steal a heart of same thump and rhythm. <br /> <br />The ‘I’ is a group of bits and pieces of love and affection! <br />Where is the soul among these fragments? A true detection! <br /> <br />I – <br />A daughter supposed to serve parents old age by my own hands; <br />A mother indebted to give my breasts to toothless mouth of kids; <br />A wife obliged to give my heart to my spouse as honestly he bids; <br />A teacher dutiful to restore my brain to young lasses and lads; <br /> <br />The ‘I’ is split into bits and pieces of love and affection! <br />Where is the soul among these fragments? A true detection! <br /> <br />Amma, <br />Why this trade of relations masked under name of love? <br />All giving and taking the rules of humanity should I bow? <br />The way out of this ever whirling karmas you should show; <br />Total surrendering to this tiresome soul your grace must bestow! <br />(*****************************) <br />24-01-08 (Thursday) <br />(*****************************)<br /><br />Raman Savithiri<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/959-where-is-the-soul-among-these-fragments/
