If there's one thing
One loves to do -
(Me, for a start!)
And one does it well, too-
Is pat oneself on one's back!
It helps, of course, enormously,
When others do too.
(Pat us, that is, as much as themselves!)
That familiar feeling of
Ah! Yes, how nice, that
Others feel the same way
As I do, about me!
Always, but always, helps.
Your manner expansive,
And generous, you grow,
And nurture, the ballooning ego;
Never realizing how much
You've filled yourself with Hot Air!
And as one gently rises,
Wafting on the paeans one
Sings to oneself,
Little does one realize
How space shall consume
That uniqueness,
And how unimaginably lonely,
It can get, At The Top!
5 July, 2008
(2 minutes after midnight, wallowing in a spate of comments from Rukhiya and Soumya)
Thanks to the Terrific Two:)
Little does one realize
ReplyDeleteHow space shall consume
That uniqueness,
And how unimaginably lonely,
It can get, At The Top!
Your uniqueness is unique as everyone elses is, and I only see it soaring further, like Soumya and I had spoken about last night, time only sharpens your tools and softens the heart. :)
Thanks Rukhiya:)
ReplyDeleteAnd May I return that compliment, multiplied manifold, in appreciation of your wonderful work?
How space shall consume
ReplyDeleteThat uniqueness,
And how unimaginably lonely,
It can get, At The Top
Couldn't have been truer !! This poem has a very casual ,interactive approach with the theme ,Unique one once again from you!!
for the p.s. thanks :) feels great.
And how unimaginably lonely,
ReplyDeleteIt can get, At The Top!
the way de muse turned from lovely to brilliant!!!! amazing :)