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Fragmentary Blue
Mahfooz Ali (28 October / Lucknow (U.P.) India)

Fragmentary Blue

Why make so much of fragmentary blue
In here and there a bird, or butterfly,
Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,
When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?

Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)--
Though some savants make earth include the sky;
And blue so far above us comes so high,
It only gives our wish for blue a whet.

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Comments (3)

Very nice poem, life is exactly like the flow of river, it starts and ends iinto the mighty ocen, on journey it has has a long trail of sweet and bitter memories.
very nice poem. yes life does flow like this. we make lots of memories on the way. lovely poem.pl see some of my new poems too.take care
It's a charming poem.... sequencing the flow of river and scanning it with your own life.. it's good to know that cruise of life is a cherished one... loved it..