Saturday, July 14, 2007

Thoughtful

Thoughtful
An e-less poem

Who knows what a thought is -
Why should a thought grow from this mind and not from this chin?

Who knows why it is that I think -
What would I think that would say it all, not want a word said past that fink?

Who knows how thoughts stop -
Is a man not a man should his thoughts halt for good. A flop?

What is this thing, a thought, anyway -
If a day is to dawn with half minds blank, would it blank out a portion - the ill in our world, say?

By Tasnim Jivaji.
December 6, 2006.

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