A Flute Carrying The Holes Poem by Sree Kala Kala

A Flute Carrying The Holes



A mysterious tunnel with many openings
the universe flowing in and out
i was formed on the way some where

The riddle which embraced the way
grew as body carrying me.
Just a move from bugle
the life is blowing
in and out.

Am I a flute possessed by
the holes..
Am I the holes possessed by
the flute.

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