Friday, September 9, 2011

Frozen Souls

If all world is a stage
we started acting 
at a very early age.
only that somewhere down the line
we forgot to stop.

In this jungle of 
tropical insects
hungry for food,
In this garden
where bees are eager
to suck or to sting

We too are flowers
our petals shrivelled
and souls frozen.

3 comments:

Me As My Teacher said...

That is a great poem....reminds ourselves about the need to stop acting and get in touch with our true selves...the background image enhanced the meaning!

Appudu said...

Thank you so much.... True discovering ourselves is sometimes the greatest challenge we face..

Pallavi said...

Wonderful ! Strikes the chord !