Poetry Here & Now: Unni Krishnann, Shail Agrawal.




Flowers arranged so proudly,

Cared for so lovingly, have started to droop.

But a pot can give only what it has got.

Flowers which are on display

do have shorter lives.

Sometimes rotted by over cologned water,

or replaced by an over zealous gardener,

Often, simply because its time.

Why to blame or feel sorry?

This is the only way of the world.

Old are always on the heap.

That is how, don’t you know

New shoots do reap.

Shail Agrawal




Truth and nothing other than the truth…

All that blooms must wither

All that once was, will not be…

Coming to terms with this

Is the secret, He revealed to me…

The source of all misery

The source of all dissatisfaction

Lies in denial of impermanence

In holding onto the illusion of permanence…

For only transience is eternal

All that comes, must pass away

Realizing this is lifting the veil

To perceive the truth that will prevail…

-Unni Krishnan

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