Wednesday, April 5, 2017

My best teacher

Last night you had a lesson to teach me,
A lesson that you taught yourself,
When all expert learnings failed,
As you were out in the cold searching a light!

Our bedroom was lit with fluorescent ceiling lights,
Battery powered glowworms and starry eyes,
You brought a little child to teach me the joy,
Of this moment that you learned on every strange nights!

I was sweating my ego out,
As I learned that my learning was no good.
The male deity crunched it's back,
To honour his mate in devotion to know!

You kissed me with your petals,
To feel your garden without any perennials!
You tingled my eyes as flies grew old,
In their silky wings in just a day and night!

As I woke up to the day, no Buddha or  Jesus!
But a hundred kisses on my book of poems!
And a note to let me know, that-
The million stars were but your teaching lips!

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