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ratnakar d mandlik


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12 april 2013

THE BURNING MIND

God calmly sat for meditation once
He decided to incarnate as a poet great.
To be carefree amidst humans and rejoice
Frame he built and for heart used 14 carats

Before inducting life by sprinkling ambrosia
In the frame of poet with a twig of acacia,
God left it in urgency making way for Godess
Who entered there with a can and in a rush.

The God enkindled a lamp on his return
To heat poets' heart and to it strengthen.
Alas suddenly fuel spread on it caught fire.
By a sheer accident the heart was in flames,
Destining it for ever in emotions to burn.

The mind is an enclave of every poet great
Encircled in flames perhaps for enunciation,
To create a delicate bond in myrh and realism.
Engulfed in fire though it is never gutted
Burnt are emotions erupting from poesys' blossom.

-Ratnakar D Mandlik






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