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The Blossoming Stars

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When the first star blossomed
in the galaxy ~ God took a theorbo
and sat at a corner of the Milky Way
and started singing.

But immediately afterwards
God's eyes fell on an ant
that was carrying a sugar-cube
on its tiny head
held by its fragile arms: God
spoke to it: "Tell me! Speak!
What wishes do thou possess — O,
thou little ant?"

The little ant grew bigger in size,
and became a man with a horn
in the frontal side on the skull;
it asked for three boons.
1. It could go any place at any time
that it wishes;
2. It could get any food (and also wealth)
at any time that it wishes;
3. It could stun men immobile
by its voice.

God granted all three of these boons
wholeheartedly!

Centuries passed; but the man with
horn in its head kept getting wiser—
Its head swelled like a balloon!
It started drawing cartoons!
It became a cartoonist at Disney!
It started eating milk with honey!
It was a pure joy!
It started playing with expensive toys!
But behold!
The stars started melting
that were made with gold!

Comments

Hegel (author) from 26.3452° N, 89.4482° E on April 05, 2021:

Thank you, Chrish. This type of poetic piece comes from the automated processes of the mind, so they may contain meanings that are hidden.

Thank you for your appreciation. :-)

Chrish Canosa from Manila Philippines on April 05, 2021:

Your poem has a great message behind every lines, they're well disguised. Exelent!!!!

Hegel (author) from 26.3452° N, 89.4482° E on April 02, 2021:

Thank you very much, Chitra ji.

These lighter poetic pieces emerge from the subconscious / unconscious. Hence they are at once both nonsensical and also full of meaning.

I'm glad that you liked it. Thank you again.

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on April 02, 2021:

This is quite different, and I really liked your insightful poem, and the beautiful picture. You have a significant message, expressed through your poem.

A wonderful engaging piece. Well done. Thank you for sharing.

Hegel (author) from 26.3452° N, 89.4482° E on April 02, 2021:

Thank you, John.

Covid vaccination has started in India. It's being provided free of cost, by the government.

I think it is because of Covid, that we poets are a bit out of our moods. I do believe that the incoming months are going to be more energizing.

Thank you again. I too always look forward to response(s) from you on my work.

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on April 02, 2021:

Tanmoy, I always look forward to a new poem by you, and experimental pieces like this are always interesting because you don’t know what is coming next and they are open to wide interpretation. I don’t mind being compared to an ant. If I can be as diligent and hard working it is a compliment.

It seems to be taking me longer to write a poem I am completely happy with lately. Maybe a lighter more whimsical piece is needed. I will see.

Hegel (author) from 26.3452° N, 89.4482° E on April 02, 2021:

Thank you, Misbah.

We humans are like ants when compared to the size of the universe. But because of the spiritual matrix of our (human) existence, we become equal in stature to God!

But God is still God, and we are still human.

I thank you again. You, too, are a lovely spirit.

Misbah Sheikh from The World of Poets on April 02, 2021:

Beautiful piece of poetry, Tanmoy

Much appreciated

Sadly, we the humans forget to remember God, He always Bless us and we always forget His Blessings, still He loves.

Blessings

Hegel (author) from 26.3452° N, 89.4482° E on April 02, 2021:

Jai Sri Krishna, Jai Ram!

manatita44 from london on April 02, 2021:

Ha-ha.

My Guru ji is Bengali. I think I told you before. I sing hundreds of Bengali devotional songs. I am a Disciple of Sri Chinmoy. In our Centre the 'boys' wear whites and the 'girls' 'dignified' sarees. They do not expose the waist like many do.

They also wear punjabi's and the boys, like me, wear Kurta and Dhotis or Kurta and pyjamas. My gratitude to you for looking at my videos. Jai Sri Krishna; Jai Ram!

Hegel (author) from 26.3452° N, 89.4482° E on April 02, 2021:

I love your work, and respect you as an individual. I feel fortunate to have met you on this platform [I feel equally fortunate to have met poets like John (Jodah) on this platform]. Now that we are linked in altogether here, we should be doing miracles. :-)

I saw a video of your poetry reading on YouTube recently. You were wearing "punjabi and payjama" like a perfect Bengali gentleman. :-D

https://youtu.be/Xvn5zQFqvKc

Hegel (author) from 26.3452° N, 89.4482° E on April 02, 2021:

No no, I'm not in that bad of a situation! I am just in a mood of experimentation.

I personally like to write philosophical poetry. But one can not write philosophical poetry forever. There are limits in that spectrum.

I shall now be utilizing the resources here on HubPages to experiment with poetry. I want to see how much and how far poetry can go. Poetry, like music, is a grand medium. Poetry can do wonders!

manatita44 from london on April 02, 2021:

Don't feel despondent. Everything can inspire, just like the photo did to me. Write on the flowers of spring, a pet animal, stories of the Mahabharata ... of Karna, Bhishma, Arjuna. About the river Ganga, Holi ... what do you like? Find your niche.

Hegel (author) from 26.3452° N, 89.4482° E on April 02, 2021:

Thank you, Manatita bhaiya.

This piece is experimental. The photo is from Pixabay.com. I have no more "serious poetry" to do and tell, hence I have decided to experiment with this platform. I shall be posting these lighter pieces!

Thank you again. You're a lovely spirit.

manatita44 from london on April 02, 2021:

Everything about this Photo is beautiful!!

The surroundings, the kaleidoscopic colours, the dignified smile and posture of the woman ... the charm of the instrument, the sense of gracefulness in dress and the aesthetism and holiness of the paintings. Todos!

Lovely tale. Almost like, 'you cannot have your cake and eat it.' Sooner or later, if we desire too much, something is bound to suffer. The Quakers has a similar story ... that by merely wanting too much - the act of greed - can create suffering for others. Love you, my Bhaia ji

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