I am the ocean of surging thoughts,
but the “ me “in me remained dormant,
I am a petal of flower that blossomed,
but the “ me “in me failed to fragnate,
I am the soul so full of resplendence,
but the “ me “ in me lacked the spark ,
The “I”. and “ me “ how unfailingly,
failed to fall in concurrence!!!
This is a haunting meditation on divided consciousness where abundance exists, yet arrival does not. The ocean moves, the flower blooms, the soul shines… and still the self remains untouched. Your contrast between being and becoming is piercing, especially in the unresolved tension between “I” and “me.” It’s not despair that speaks here, but a profound spiritual restlessness the ache of knowing there is more, and waiting for alignment. Deep, reflective, and quietly powerful.
-Vijay Srivastava
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Thank you Vijay ji for your beautiful words
They really scale the depth of my poetry excellently well 🙏🌸
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