Obscure Thought

by Hema Ravi

Offering fruits, sweetmeats at your feet
Intending to get sanction
my ego bloated presuming
the contribution to be exceptional.

Reciting prayers I tried to placate,
To get favour after favour
Material comforts came
brought joy, so I thought.

Trapped in the maze
aspiring to fill the seventh jar with gold
a bullock fixed to the yoke
about to choke, I am broke.

08-Sep-2011

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