Saturday, February 25, 2012

The Yatcht

The grand old yatcht merrily cruises
Full regalia, glossy painted colours

The captain puts up a gallant face
Acts with flair, winning talk, all ace

But, oh, the gay ship leaks out and in
Oil oozes out, water seeps incessantly in

Peril ahead, beware, skipper Mind !
Glibness, brinksmanship `s better left behind

You've ridden too many ladders high
Maybe, the gaping python mouth's nearby;






Plug the holes, out with cloying worldliness
Out the noxious slicks of sense pleasures

Shut the seepage of soapy emotion
Plug into the Whole that sets all in motion !


23/4/2003

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