Breathe…
Category: kuoobie poems
what make us see our world in the way we do
A narrative poem from Frank Solanki.
Oh, it is excellent to have a giant’s strength, but it is tyrannous to use it as a giant.
William Shakespeare
An elephant told an ant, “You ride on my back all day, even I want to feel what it’s like on someone’s back to lay.” The ant told the elephant, “You stomp on my kind all day; even I would like to stomp and crush all others in my way.”
An Ant And An Elephant
21.10.31
Returned to fill time
But nothing rhymes
Bells just dong and chime
And I guess
The living world ain’t my place
No more than my silent grave.
One day you’ll tell
About everything you could ever want to tale
Of a lost past; days that never went so well
About dreary paths that made me so pale
Of the vast travels, leave nothing out I beg
About the faces: places and facets of the trail
We’ve journeyed near and far; ever on tread.
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