Monday 11 January 2016

The Collision


Coincidence it is, or is it fate;
that a pollen grain collided with a ball of fire..
And for the first time ever , in its ephemeral life,
flames didn't kill it
s breath, rather gave it life in abundance..

As the ball of fire, so the pollen well knew,
flames could abscond it- in no time for sure...
But happens the reverse , when the ball of fire stays with the pollen,
keeps the distance that 'doesn't kill', rather glorifies its dim-lit world...


When the journey began , the ball of fire told the pollen,
it too had fears, though it never seemed so .
That it knew all well, the power of aqua;
as when the flame is the 'King'- water then is, the 'Ace' of cards..


The pollen realizes, everyone has fears,
and being carried away nowhere by air ,
was as deep a fear, as to the ball of fire,
the fear of losing its flame...


And when the ball of fire, is kept in a dark world- unlit...
it is then, that it learns of its resplendent being,
for in light, there's a life of lesser worth,
than in the darkness -unseen..


So it teaches the pollen, to unleash its odds,
that, maybe somewhere underground,
a darker world needs it, to sprinkle some life,
and to let it know, one's brighter side lives inside...


And the pollen learns, it's more worthy in a barren land ,
'coz even in a land of greens, it's life would have a lot of worth,
but the right place to stay, is where life ceases to exist,
and where you can bring  it back to a new horizon...


For the last words of parting,
the ball of fire teaches to LIVE....
Though the unflinching flames are cursed for- destruction,
it is its life , most powerful and lively,
only when the cursed holocaust waves high- its flames..


And the pollen has now, learnt to live without fears,
for its life is LIFE, the moment it gets carried away by the wind..
And its life BRINGS LIFE, only when it suffocates in the darkness of soil,
in order to breath again and create a new life in that pinch of darkness...


And days pass on, the pollen lives a new life,
now of a hibiscus plant, under the great banyan tree...
narrating its own pollens about A COLLISION,
that brought a living dead pollen to life...



                                                                          (TC and never stop dreaming, even in your dreams!!:-))

30 comments:

  1. amazingly thoughtful Bhavna!!! great going buddy :-) treat reading your work

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  2. Thank you so much!! Stay connected.. :)

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  3. Worth reading..! Nice work Bhavna.. :-)

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  4. Thanks a lott Mam...I'm glad u liked it... :)
    Stay connected :)

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  6. Nice work Bhavna..!!!
    Good going...:)
    Cheers :)

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    1. Thank you very much Sir!! :)
      Stay connected...

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  7. Wow I never read any of yours. This is the 1st and its like wow amazing.

    I think it means when time required you. You have to sacrifice yourself for other well being and life thus be continued because of your sacrifice it is necessary as well as appropriate for everyone.

    I think nobody thoughts like that!

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  8. Thank you very much!! keep reading n stay connected...
    And in a broader sense, it also tells u how sm1 can change your life for good n how much u can learn...and make your so presumed 'worthless life' one worth every good thing.. :)

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    1. Thanks your interpretation let me read it one more time and understand it more accurately.

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  9. A deeply metaphoric view of life's journey.

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  10. light, life out of darkness...beautifully put...

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    1. Thank you Sumana:) Would be glad if you join the site to stay connected :)

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  11. Beautiful metaphor. Love how your poem dances with the elements and births its own philosophy. Bright and dark... and alive.

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    1. Thank you so much Magaly :)
      Hope u liked my work...Would be glad if u join the blog for staying connected here! :)

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  12. Love the metaphor - this is so much a mystery of life I think

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    1. Yes. It's much like a parallelism drawn between human life and this imaginary tale :) Well thanks! Do stay connected, by joining my blog, n I would be glad ..

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  13. Deeply thoughtful........I like the stanza where the light brings life underground.

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    1. So that's my pleasure that u liked it :) Stay connected by joining the blog Sherry!

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  14. Such a beautifully thought provoking poem :)

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    1. M glad that u liked it! Stay connected through the blog dear Sanaa :)

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  15. My goodness what a stunning poem imagining this pollen...I loved these lines:

    'And the pollen has now, learnt to live without fears,
    for its life is LIFE, the moment it gets carried away by the wind..
    And its life BRINGS LIFE, only when it suffocates in the darkness of soil,
    in order to breath again and create a new life in that pinch of darkness...'

    I feel like that pollen!

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    1. Thanks Donna! There are always some people in your life, like the ball of fire, who keep inspiring u, n u be like a pollen...learning n living :) Such people in my life are the reason why I could be the pollen and write on it's behalf...

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  16. I enjoyed this lovely poetic story about life, death and giving. It is beautiful. I also like the picture/painting. I'm so glad I stopped by.

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  17. Thank you Myrna! M also glad tht u stopped by, and liked my work... :)
    Stay connected through the blog, stay healthy, n keep dreaming..!
    (ps: Thanks , though that painting was just randomly picked up from the internet to suit this, it isn't my work :-) )

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