My Umbrella And Me Poem by Puspanjali Sahu
My Umbrella And Me
Rating: ★5.0
My umbrella asked me once
why I need her
only when it rains?
Do I love her
or hate the rain?
I couldn't say her
neither I love her
nor I hate the rain
and the day
my soul could
gather the courage to
walk in the rain
without her
naked love doesn't need to
suffer again.
Tuesday, September 4, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life,rain
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I love the rain, perhaps everyone does. Yet we carry umbrellas. I guess we don't need to protect our self from rain, rather we need to protect our expensive belongings. Whether these belongings are restricting us to feel life? Do we really need these belongings....artificial things and artificial behavior or artificial us?
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5/4/2024 11:58:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
excellent thought and lovely writing- naked love don't need to suffer again.