Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Wednesday, April 24, 2019

Evolution

The missing alphabet.
Can you spot it?
Give it a strong trial.
Another one, may be.
Keep trying until you wear out.
Perchance, it foregathers.
Such an inconsequential search!
Isn’t it?
When the sentences,
are complete in themselves;
when what you are writing,
is making sense;
when script is comprehensive,
inclusive as well;
the missing alphabet becomes irrelevant.
There are other options to fill in,
plenty of them,
the substitutes being better too, at times.
Plus when replacements waver,
remember the maxim,
necessity is the mother of all inventions,
to craft fresh concepts.
Law of survival.
Life at a glance.


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